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Highland Mary

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Ye banks, and braes, and streams around
The castle o' Montgomery,
Green be your woods, and fair your flowers,
Your waters never drumlie!
There Simmer first unfald her robes,
And there the langest tarry:
For there I took the last Fareweel
O' my sweet Highland Mary.

How sweetly bloom'd the gay, green birk,
How rich the hawthorn's blossom;
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 17 February 2015
The green wood, waters, flowers, the wonderful imaginations for a poem is here. Nature's wonderland is created in this poem. Great.
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Francie Lynch 17 February 2014
The hand of wit that writ such verse Ope'd ay to catch such face! Those lips kissed sae fondly Dearie, Will forever kiss his Highland Mary.
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Ramesh T A 17 February 2014
Castle, green wood, waters and flowers are still there; but the poet's beloved has departed ago! That surely reminds of their love under the shade of fragrant flowers! Nature carries with it the love's happy days and immortalizes it forever like Robert Burns' poem on Highland Mary!
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