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'S chi thusa fhatlìasd le d' shuilean,
Ma bhios tu 's duthaich ri fhaicinn,
Gu 'n d'theid an gnothuch so dhiùladh,
Cho chinnteach 'sa bha 'n crun an Sasunn,
'S goilt e *n steith bh' ann an uachdar,
Chlaothaich e 'n uaigh fo na leacan ;
E gun fhios co dhiu bha innte,
IVIac an Righ na sliochd a bhaigeir.
'N saoil thu fhein nach robh e dàna,
Marsanta maileid no paca,
Dhol a rusgadh an ait ìobairt,
'S ioma linn a chuir e seachad ;
'N t-aite 'n robh cnaimhean an t-seannduin,
'N tiolacadh ann o chionn fada ;
Mu 'n d' theid an gnotliacii gu crich,
Gur duilghe dha e na fiach a bhlastaidk,
Ma dh' eireas mise 's mo luchd leanmhuinDj
Gu 'm bi gnothuch garbh as duthaich,
Theid Mac lile-dhuibh a mharbhadh,
'S cha dion a chuid airgid Fiunla,
Leagar an tigh air sa 'n sabhal,
Sgriosar am bathar sa 'm bùth air,
'S theid Gilleasbuig ri posta,
Agus crochar raac a chùbair.
Eiridh an tubaist do 'n chiobair,
'S luidhe binn air Mac na Cearda,
'S ma dh' orduicheas e gu h-olc e,
'S gnothuch neo-chiontach sud dàsan,
E na sheirbheiseach aig Fiùnnla,
Tuille a null gu ieUlmartuinn,
'S ma-chuireas e nall na leacan,
Ma bhios meachainn ann sann dàsaiiu

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