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Her cheeks are like the roses red,
Her eyes like diamonds shine;
Her lips are like the scarlet thread;
She's lovely and divine!
She's all that I can wish to be,
She's nature's fairest Queen,
The lass I love so tenderly:
The Rose of Aberdeen.

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LINES TO MY MOTHER WHEN I LEFT HOME.

Across the deep blue sea I fly,
Forced by despairing love to part;
While tears o'erflow my pensive eye,
And sadness seems to freeze my heart.

I leave behind my native shore,
And you my best and only friend,
And oh, may meet on earth no more,
Another happy day to spend.

Tet still I'll bear thee in my mind,
In every distant clime I rove;
And though I leave thee far behind,
I never can forget thy love.

Though doomed by fate to cross the deep,
Thy tender smile no more to see,—
Yet cease, my mother—cease to weep;
Farewell,—but still I'll think of thee.

You soothed my heart when in distress,
And when I grew to riper years
You still retained your tenderness,
And o'er the wanderer shed tears.