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I could hardly beleive my eyes, Not a thousand miles from home, To see horizon tall and jagged Across the swelling foam, To see the drifting clouds of mist And hear the free birds cry, Could this be the promised land, This island in the sky? Should I believe my eyes As blue gave way to green, And tiny road with passing place, Left Armadales busy scene, So narrow but smooth and kind, With edges neat and spry, Was this so soon my dreaming land, This island in the sky? Dare I beleive my eyes, Not a thousand miles from home, As early morning sunshine Brought life to dampened loam, Was that a back cloth painted, Or real and mightily high, Was here at last my spiritual land, This island now called Skye? |