Note AD — MEMOIR OF BEATTIE, BY THE REV. ALEXANDER DYCE.
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Thy shades, thy silence now be mine, Thy charms my only theme; My haunt the hollow cliff, whose pine Waves o'er the gloomy stream: Whence the scar'd owl on pinions gray Breaks from the rustling boughs, And down the lone vale sails away To more profound repose.