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...remainder of the day with them, and retired in the evening to regulate the morrow's journey. CHAPTER IV. Twas autumn— and sunshine arose on the way, To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. CAMPBELE. THE fineness of the evening tempted the cavaliers to stroll round the ramparts of the castle...

...disclosed the sweet way, To the house of my fathers that welcomed me back. It was changed thus — Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far, far, I had roam'd on a desolate track, ' Twos autumn, and sunshine disclosed thesweet way To the home of my fathers that welcomed me back....

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...Soldier's Dream,' advert to this native preference and fondness. Methought from the battle-fields' dreadful array, Far, far I had roam'd on a desolate...the way To the home of my fathers, that welcom'd me hack. I flew to the pleasant fields, travers'd so oft In life's morning march when my bosom was young...

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...far had I roam'd on u desolate track, Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating...

...ere the cock crew I dreamt it again. Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way To the house of my fathers, that welcom'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travell'd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating...

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