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...heads, The flowers burst round our feet, And in the gloamin' o' the wood The throssil whusslit sweet; The throssil whusslit in the wood, The burn sang to the trees, And wo with nature's heart in tune Concerted harmonies; And, on the knowe abune the burn, For hours thegither...