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ONE NIGHT AS I DID WANDER
This fragment of a poem was an early piece by Robert Burns, probably composed in 1785.
“One night as I did wander, When corn begins to shoot,
I sat me down to ponder Upon an auld tree root;
Auld Ayr ran by before me, And bicker'd to the seas;
A cushat crooded o'er me, That echoed through the braes”