Hew Morrison Collection > Sar-obair nam bard gaelach, or, The beauties of Gaelic poetry

BAKU LOCH-FINE.
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'Nuair theid dion air sgiath gach bealaich,
S luchd an fhiamha, siaiadh tharais,
Car iia'm bial 'us liad na'n tcangr.idii,
'S ilorus riabt' air cias gach fear dhJu.
UliUieag i na i ri, y c.
'N uair thig sgian bho chliabli gach gille,
A sgoltadli billion, 's a dianainli pliinnc,
Ghcibh am fiacail biadh gun sireadh,
*S gloiiie lionta, an ioc-shlaint' spioraid.
Ulihheag i na i ri, <|c.
'N uair a chiaradh grian gu calla',
i'higcadh triall nandiolt-each meara,
Srannach, sianach, srianach, staileach,
Ealand', iargalt', lionta an laiiitiir.
Ulihheag i na i ri, ^c.
Gus an \i\xn is mùirneach caithream,
Dh:i'm beil iiiil gach cùrsa ceaniias,
Dha'm beil iuntas dlu mar ghaineamh,
Nacli toir spùil gu cuiintas gainiic.
Ulihheag i na i ri, S;c.
Far an lienor fion ga mhalairt.
Far an iarrar gniomh fir-eallaidh,
Far an ciatach miann gach seallaidli,
Far a rladhlar ciadan ain-eoil.
Ulihheag i na i ri, ^c
Sfinneam fonnmhor, pongail, m'ealaidh,
As a chom nach trom mar ealach,
Clia tig tonn ma bhonn mo thalla,
Ni 1110 cheiU, na ghanntas m'aran.
Ulihheag i 7ia i ri, <^c.
Tha mo chuach na cuairteig mheala,
'S barrach uaine suaineadh tliarum,
Air mo chluasaig 'a fuaghte m' anail,
'S iomadh dual a lundh le"m theang;iidli,
Ulihheag i na i ri, §'c.
Air mo thaobh an craobh nam mcaiigaii,
Cha toir gaoth dhiom m'aodach tlroma,
'S ma thig naoisg a gtiaoiricli mar rium,
Ni miaoira sgaoileas tan' iad.
Ulihheag i na i ri, S;c.
'S iomadh buaidh fo stuaidh mo bhalla,
Chuireadh ruaig air sluagh a caraid,
Nach dean gluasad gun ruaim calla,
Dorainn fuathais a chuain fhala',
Ulihheag i na i ri, S(C.
Bratach-shithe nan tri seallaidh,
Fasda, dhidein, nan crioch cainis,
Glag an stiobla dha'n striochd ain-ochd,
Meirghe na firinn gun Hth sgainneil.
Ulihheag i na i ri, ^c.
Sliochd an Ollaghair a bhorb sheallaidh,
Mic a tholgas le'n gorm lannan
Riochd an fiiarabhais nach falbh falamh,
Cuip na h-Albun, san dearbh dhaiiiglie.in.
Ulihheag i na i ri, §-c.
Neart Eoin Tormod cha scarg ascall,
'Smaisechrannachar 'sgach dearbh eaclidraidli
'S pailt na h-armabh ua bhalg acuiiin,
'S brais a leanamhuinn ga sgala shnapadh.
Ulihheag i na i ri, ^c.
BARD LOCH-FINE.
Evan M'Coll, better known to his countrymen as the " Mountain Minstrel," or "ChW'
sair nam Beann" was born at Kenmore, Loch-Fyne-side, in the year 1812. His parents,
although not affluent, were in the enjoyment of more comfort than generally falls to the
lot of Highland peasants ; and were no less respected for their undeviating moral rectitude
than distinguished for their hospitality, and the practice of all the other domestic virtues
that hallow and adorn the Highland hearth. The subject of our memoir was the second
youngest of a large family of sons and daughters. At a very early age he displayed an
irresistible thirst for legendary lore and Gaelic poetry ; but, from the seclusion of liis native
glen and other disadvantageous circumstances, he had but scanty means for fanning the
latent Hame that lay dormant in his breast. M'Coll, however, greedily devoured every
volume he could procure, and when the labours of the day were over, would often resort