...Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled down your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had ony power to speak ! That was a time, a blessed...freely gushed all feelings forth Unsyllabled — unsung ! 1 marvel, Jeanie Morrison, Gin I hae been to thee, As closely twined wi' earliest thochts As ye hae...

...Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had ony power to speak I That was a time, a blessed time, When hearts were...Unsyllabled— unsung ! I marvel, Jeanie Morrison, Gin I hae been to thee As closely twined wi' earliest thochts As ye hae been to me? Oh I tell me gin their...

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...Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trinkled down your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nane Had ony power to speak ! That was a time, a blessed...freely gushed all feelings forth Unsyllabled — unsung ! 1 marvel, Jeanie Morrison, Gin I hae been to thee, As closely twined wi' earliest thochts As ye hae...

...cheek, Like dew-beads from a rose, yet nane Had ony power to speak ! That was a time, a blessed tune, When hearts were fresh and young, When freely gushed...Unsyllabled — unsung ! I marvel, Jeanie Morrison, Gin I hae been to thee As closely twined wi' earliest thochts, As ye hae been to me ? Oh ! tell me gin...

...Morrison, Tears trinkled doun your cheek Like dew-beads on a rose, yet nano Had ony power to apeak ! ortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are thes gush'd all feelings forth, Unsyllabled — unsung ! I marvel, Jeanie Morrison, Gin I hae been to thee...

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...Aye, aye, dear Jeanie Morrison, Tears trickled doun your cheek, Like dew-beads on a rose, yet none Had ony power to speak ! That was a time, a blessed...time, When hearts were fresh and young, When freely gush'd all feelings forth, Unsyllabled — unsung ! I marvel, Jeanie Morrison, Gin I ha'e been to thee...