
Looking to the Carse of Gowrie from Kinnoull Hill.

| Gin ye haik on to Orchard Neuk Ayont the Friarton Hole, Lift up your e'en and hae a look At the roch craig o' Kinnoull. |
The water be your fit gangs by; And yonder in the licht Wi' shüthers that haud up the sky Sae steady stands the hicht. |
And you will see a face o' stane That owre the carse-land star'd Lang afore faces like your ain Frae their far countries far'd. |
| Lift up your e'en to yon cauld face And lat your hert grow still: Auld is the world, but young the days O' kindness and guid-will. |
| haik - hike; | ayont - beyond; | e'en - eyes; | roch - rock; | fit - foot; | shüthers - shoulders; | hicht - height; |
| carse - flat; | ain - own; | far'd - fared; | e'en - eyes; |
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