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Show HEATHER BONO. O heart of mine the heathers oit, the miles of purple heathir. And ull the vvorl I s u scent with It and dripping with Ihe dew There s Just 1 little fragrant breeze an light us thrush s feather Come out my love where harebells dance, the sunb'dms wult for you O, heart of mine the heathers dend the miles of russet heather. The lluo mist wreathes the mointulns side, the storm wind whistles free All! wSs It only yesterday we rotmed Ihe hills together? My heart Is dead as henllierbells a shiver shiv-er on the lea -I'all Mall Gazette. |