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THE LAND OF BURNS.
“ All ask the cottage of his birthi,
Gaze on the scenes he loved and sung, And gather feelings not of earth, His fields and streams among. They linger by the Doon's low trees, And pastoral Nith, and wooded Ayr, And round thy sepulclires, Dumfries,- The Poet's tomb is there."