- dawn; first light
Farder doon tha road, Hetfit an Shairp Lug rin agane anither mon.
He wus govin up intae tha sky, sae Hetfit spiered intae whit he wus daein.
Tha mon toul him he haed lat an arra flee intae tha sky at skraik o day an it haednae cum doon yit!
Shud A flee aff at scraich o day
tae leeve far owre tha sea
But at streek o’ day, through the gable pane,
I watched him spur in the peltin’ rain
and I juked from his rovin’ eye.
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