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Tha'n dilleachdan gun suil na dheigh,
*S e dh'easbhuidh aodaich, agus loin ;
Tha'n taineol truagh ag dol niu'n cuairt,
Mar neach 's e gluasad ann an ceo,
A's iad gu leir ag sileadh dheur,
Nach nochd thu feikachd dhoibh ni 's mo.
C'alt* am falghear ceann na ceille,
C'ait an tamh an gaol, *s an gràdh,
C'ait' am faighear na deagh bheusan ?
O nach mairthean sèud gach igh.
C'ait' am faighear steigh na firiun,
Inntinn aon-fhilte gun mhcang,
lochd gun ardan, scire, a's cairdeas,
'S cridhe bla, gun tair, gun fheall ?
'S trie an osnaich throm !e dèuraibh
Aig an treud a dh'eisd riut seal,
*S iad fig cuirnhneach air elo bheusaibh,
Fhir na ceill, a b'aobh;iich gean,
Tha'm beoil an cònuidh air do chòradh,
'S air gach seol, as dcigh bha d'rnn,
A chlaoidh gach ea-coir bha ga'n leireadh,
S a ihoirt leirs' air beusaibh ùr.

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