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1 " Rock an stane lay glisterin on aa the heichs abune.Cool an kind an whisperin it drifted gently doon,till hill an howe war rowed in it, an land an sea were gane.Aa was still an saft an silent in the smoky smir o rain. "
― George Campbell Hay , Collected Poems and Songs of George Campbell Hay (Deòrsa Mac Iain Dheòrsa)
2 " When my gunnel's worn wi raspin nets,and my sides are white we salt,when my ropes unlay wi haulinand my steerin's aa at fault;when my seams are chinked and strakes are crushed,and the decks are tramped tae spales,when the length o me is stertedwi hammerin intae gales,when my motor scarce can drive mefrom off some wild sea-shore,then anchor me in Tarbert,gie me chain. And no aforeaa the points o Scotlandwi their wheelin lights in turnI've raised them bright ahead,and I've sunk then las astern,scourin by the heidlandswhere new lights burn. "
― George Campbell Hay , Seeker, Reaper