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344. Song—Nithdale's Welcome Hame

 THE NOBLE Maxwells and their powers
 Are coming o’er the border,
And they’ll gae big Terreagles’ towers
 And set them a’ in order.
And they declare Terreagles fair, For their abode they choose it; There’s no a heart in a’ the land But’s lighter at the news o’t.
Tho’ stars in skies may disappear, And angry tempests gather; The happy hour may soon be near That brings us pleasant weather: The weary night o’ care and grief May hae a joyfu’ morrow; so dawning day has brought relief, Fareweel our night o’ sorrow.

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