For yonder’s the shieling, my hame;
And there’s my guid auld honest mither,
That’s coming to meet ye her lane.’
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‘O ye’re welcome, ye’re welcome, Sir Donald,
Ye’re welcome hame to your ain.’
‘O ca me na young Sir Donald,
But ca me Donald my son;’
And this they hae spoken in Erse,
That Lizie micht not understand.