Out Over The Forth

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Title:     Out Over The Forth
Author: Robert Burns [More Titles by Burns]

Out over the Forth, I look to the North;
But what is the north and its Highlands to me?
The south nor the east gie ease to my breast,
The far foreign land, or the wide rolling sea.

But I look to the west when I gae to rest,
That happy my dreams and my slumbers may be;
For far in the west lives he I loe best,
The man that is dear to my babie and me.

[The end]
Robert Burns's poem: Out Over The Forth

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