[A composite volume : containing The ballads and songs of Ayrshire ...

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As if defying ev'ry foe
To gain your ancient strand.
There's liberty in ev'ry breatli
That stirs your forest tree !
There's liberty in ev'ry wave
That greets you fi'om the sea
Then farewell ! farewell ! Galloway,
My blessing with thee rest
I go to visit other climes
I go to be their guest,
For not another spot shall claim
A dearer name fi'om me,
My only true—my native home,
Sweet Galloway—is thee.
" The Hills of Galloway" are by WiUiam, eldest son of the poet and
antiquary, Joseph Train, author of a " History of the Isle
" The Buchanites," and various other publications.
of Man,"
^ong.
To an Irish Air.
O Larghan Clanbrassil, how sweet is thy sound
To my tender remembrance as Love's sacred ground
For there Marg'ret Caroline first charm'd my sight.
And fiU'd my young heart with a flutt'ring delight.
When I thought her my own, oh ! too short seem'd the day
For a jaunt to Downpatrick, or a trip on the sea
To express what I felt then, all language was vain,
'Twas in truth what the poets have studied to feign.