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21-AM BUAIREADH-THE TEMPTATION.
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ar gath do |shul 'S lubag - Ian na lainnir.
thy dazz • ling grace. And thy glances bright'uiug.
Ni do mhala dhonn
(Crom mar bhogha-saigheid)
Guin a chur am chom
Ceart cho trom ri claidheamh.
Tha do bhilean blath
Tkladh a chum meallaidh ;
Dhuraiginn — ach, ii!
Cum iad as mo sbealladh.
Fuirich, fuirich thall,
Mu'n tog clann dhe t'anail ;
lomairt ann am cheann
Bheir fo gheall mi baileach.
Cuiridh tu le d' bboidhch',
Mionnan mor aa m' aire ;
Mur a fan thu f6il
Gbisnicliidh tu ;
Lest thy bending brows
Pierce my soul, and slay more
Quickly #ian bent bows
Or a shining claymore;
Lest thy warm lips draw
My heart to sweets forbidden;—
I could wish — but, ah !
Keep, oh, keep them hidden.
Keep thy breath away.
Its fragrance round me stealing
Sends my thoughts astray,
And sets my brain a reeling.
I am so beset
With thy witching beauty,
That I may forget
Vows and sacred duty.
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