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THE TURNER MS.
Do chional bu bhuan sbu chaoin
Cisde mo mhaoin is mo stoir
Thionoil gach suarcais ad chliabh
Rogh' gach Triath da bhfacas fos
Mo sharbharant air mo chul
Nach ligfadh mo chuis le each
Ge gu caillfinn cean an tsluaidh
Cho toillfinn do ghruaim gu brath
Ge ta me air bhegan storuis
S gu minic mo j^hoca lom
Bannsa leam no or na crinne
'R,Is do philleadh riom a bhfoiui
Ach seid a sluigain a mhiruiu
Teanga gun fhirinn gun stuaim
Do lion croidh gun gho Ian diombuaidh-
S thionndoigh uile riom a ghruaim
Seanfhocall is fior re aithris
Sleamhuinn starseach an tigh mhoir
(!homhairle bheirinn air mo charaid
Gun teachd ach annamh da coir
Ach mas eiginn dhuit a saltairt
Bi air thfaicill ann sgach ceum
Oir ta miorun reidh gad thuisleadh
Giodh nach tuitfadh tu leat fein
Bhi mis air mfaicill an gcomhnaidh
S mheal o moige speis mo thriath
Sud anois ni sfaide amuigh me
Sgiodh nach bighinn a stigh riamh
Ma ta mo namhaid sa ntsaoghal
Gu raibh sud mar dhiogh'ltas do
Bhitli ncrochadh air fabhar chaich
S ga bhfeitheamh gach la re bheo
S mairg a dhearb a gairdean feola
8 gun ach seal da dheo na chre
Ni bun a ceanal no cairdeas
Cia diombuan cia faillneacli e
Ni bhfuil cairdeas ach mar dheatuigh.
Antras' a leantuinn ort gu dian
Ach s beag an osag leis an tionndoiglii
Oir lompoighidh si leis uu tsion

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