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‘MY HEART’S in the Highlands, my heart is not here, my heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer; chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe, my heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go. Farewell to the mountains, high-cover’d with snow, farewell to the straths and green valleys below; farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods, farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.’