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For Robin was the poor Man's stayThe poor man's heart, the poor man's hand;And all the oppress'd, who wanted strength,Had Robin's to command.
Bear witness many a pensive sighOf thoughtful Herdsman when he straysAlone upon Loch Veol's Heights,And by Loch Lomond's Braes!
And, far and near, through vale and hill,Are faces that attest the same;And kindle, like a fire new stirr'd,At sound of Rob Roy's name.
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