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the bard at inverary

whoe'er he be that sojourns here,

i pity much his case,

unless he comes to wait upon

the lord their god, his grace.

there's naething here but highland pride,

and highland scab and hunger:

if providence has sent me here,

'twas surely in his anger.

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