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Ae Simmer's Day
Caller Fountain on Mailer Hill.
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Ae Simmer's Day
| Up by the caller fountain, A' through a simmer's day, I heard the gowk gang cryin Abüne the ferny brae. |
The reemlin licht afore me Gaed up; the wind stüde still: Only the gowk's saft whistle Lowden'd alang the hill. |
The wee burn loppert laichly; A bird cam and was gaen: I keekit round ahint me For I was a' my lane. |
Glossary
| caller - fresh; | gowk - cuckoo; | gang - go; | abüne - above; | brae - hill; | reemlin - shimmering; |
| afore - before; | gaed - went; | lowden'd - faded; | loppert - rippled; | laichly - lowly; | gaen - gone; |
| keekit - looked; | ahint - behind; | lane - alone. |
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