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There is a star whose beaming ray Is shed on every clime It shines by night, it shines by day, And ne'er grows dim wi' time. |
It rose upon the banks o' Ayr, It shone on Doons clear stream A hundred years are gane and mair, Yet brighter grows its beam. |
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Let kings and courtiers rise and fall, This world has many turns, But brightly beams, abin them all, The star of Robbie Burns. |
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