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Robert Burns and I send our regards for All Hallows Eve

Upon that night, when fairies light
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the rout is ta’en,
Beneath the moon’s pale beams;
There, up the Cove, to stray an’ rove
Amang the rocks an’ streams
To sport that night.

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