The Highland Shepherd.
O the hills of purple heather, And the skies so warm and gray! O the shimmer of the sea-mist In the sea-wind far away! O the calling of the torrent, Sweeping down Ben Vorlich's side, And my white flocks faring foldward In the hush of eventide!
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