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Was She
(Robert Burns)
By Oughtertyre the aik,
On Yarrow the birken shaw;
But Phemie was a bonier
Than braes o ever saw.
ch. Blythe, and merry was she,
was she butt and ben,
Blythe by the of Ern,
And blythe in glen!
Her looks were like a in May,
Her smile was a simmer morn:
Shc tripped by the o Ern,
As light's a bird a thorn.
Her bonie it was as meek
As lamb upon a lea.
The evening sun was ne'er sae
As was the blink o e'e.
The Highland hills wander'd wide,
As o,er the I hae been,
But phemie was the blythest
That ever trod the green.
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