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Thread #7985 Message #931717
Posted By: Jim McLean
12-Apr-03 - 09:26 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Siul a Ruin
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin
From 'persecutions endured by Mr Henry.....The Master of Ballantrae'.
He cocked his hat at me, as if I had been to blame for this partiality; then changed again into his usual swaggering civility, shook me by the hand, and set off down to the boat, with the money under his arms, and whistling as he went the pathetic air of shule aroon. It was the first time I had heard that tune; I was to hear it again, words and all, as you shall learn, but I remember how that little stave of it ran in my head after the freetraders had bade him "Wheesht, in the deil's name," and the grating of the oars had taken its place, and I stood and watched the dawn creeping on the sea, and the boat drawing away, and the lugger lying with her foresail backed awaiting it.