Aignish on the Machair (Going West) A. M. Mackenzie
Come along, come along,
When day and night are over,
And the world is done with me,
Oh carry me west and lay me
In Aignish, Aignish by the sea.
And never heed me lying
Among the ancient dead,
Beside the white sea breakers
And sand-drift overhead
The grey gulls are wheeling ever,
And the wide arch of sky,
Oh Aignish, Aignish on the Machair,
And quiet, quiet there to lie.
And quiet, quiet there to lie.
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