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A Thrlath Elte nam morf heart,
A's a bhrathalrean nan dearc caomh,
Pòiribh air Dearduil a bhròin,
A's na leigibh an tòir na gar.
Chi si ag iompaidh mu coinneamh
Naos fudh dhoileireachd gnuis,
Talreis da aogasg Chuchiillin,
A mhothachadh ag uilleann an Dùìn.
B'adhbhail an Taibhse fudh sprochd
Bu lionrahor osnaich a chleibhe
Bh'i rosg fann mar lasair mhuchta,
A shleagh na ceo re ciil a sgeithe.
Mar gh-ioith fhàis ah uaimh nan cos,
Bha tulreadh, a's bron na ghuth.
Bu chianoil aigne Naois a' claistin
Sgeala a bhàis o an chruth.
*^ Cia fata mu bhell t'aigne trom,
A Naois a's lonnmhor nob"
Do radh Inghean ChoIIa gu liom,
" A's gun agams' ach brigh do ghloir.

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