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Dhe'n fhinneadh rioghall Dhonallach,
*S mairg a chuireadh constri ort,
'S tu deonach cihol na phairt.
'S tu shliochd nan curaidh mileanta,
Nach fuiligeadh spid fudh thair,
Nach giulaineadh airm dhiomhaoineach,
'S an tir a dol fudh smàl,
Le caithream nam fear mora sin,
Bhiodh gearradh garbh air spoltaichean,
Bu shalach garbh a chocaireachd,
'Nam toiseachaidh air ar.
Cbuir Dia taogha ceile * ort,
Rinn mais', a's fell ri daimh,
Rinn an gniomh bu smioraile,
Rinn bean a tha, na bha,
Le barrachd uaisle, a*s rioghalachd,
Ghluais i ann sna gniomhara,
* Flora Mac Donald, who rendered her hme iramot-
tal by the brave, and active hand, she took in saving
Prince Charles Stewart's life ; when he was hunted by
his merciless enernies through the Western Islss.

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