David Annand's sculpture, High Street, Perth.
Soutar's poem is engraved inside the ring of the sculpture.
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Nae day sae dark; nae wüd sae bare; Nae grund sae stour wi' stane; But licht comes through; a sang is there; A glint o' grass is green. |
Wha hasna thol'd his thorter'd hours And kent, whan they were by, The tenderness o' life that fleurs Rock-fast in misery? |
wüd - wood; | stour - harsh; | thol'd - suffered; | thorter'd - thwarted; | kent - knew; | fleurs - flowers. |
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