own

and in what manner the Ancyent Marinere came back to his own Country. 🔊

Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, The glorious Sun uprist: 🔊

Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree? 🔊

And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! 🔊

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