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A Highland Boy!—why call him so?Because, my Darlings, ye must know,In land where many a mountain towers,Far higher hills than these of ours!He from his birth had liv'd.
He ne'er had seen one earthly sight;The sun, the day; the stars, the night;Or tree, or butterfly, or flower,Or fish in stream, or bird in bower,Or woman, man, or child.
And yet he neither drooped nor pined,Nor had a melancholy mind;For God took pity on the Boy,And was his friend; and gave him joyOf which we nothing know.
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