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TIGHMORA.
555 'Thàiuig thairis o cliiar nan sliabh mòr.
Labhair e mu bhàs Chucbullin,
M' a ghnìomhan uile 'an catb nan seòd.
Labliaii- e mar sgaoil an sluagh
Ag iadbadb m'a uaigb an àird,
560 An arma air talamh guu gbniomb ;
Cba robh [smuaiu] mu sgiath no còmbrag ; °
Tbuit esan 'chuir teiue fo blieum.
" " Without
a thought of
shield or bat-
tle." There is
a blank in this
Gaelic line.
E. M'Lachlan
supplies com-
radh, which I
do not under-
stand ; Mac-
farlan, "me-
moria. " 1
have inserted
" thought."
" ' Co iadsa',' tbuirt CaruU caoin,
' 'Tba luath mar ruadbailjb nam faoiu bbeauu ?
505 Co iadsa mar òg cboiU' nan cranna
'An ixrlar nan gleanna fo bbraon ■?
Co, ach clann Usnotb nan triath
Etha nan liatb shruth 1
Mbosgail an sluagb ri 'n taol)b,
570 Mar neart teine air faobhair cbani,
'N uair a gluaiseas gu grad a' ghaoth
Air a sgiathan faoin o 'n fhàsach,
Mala cbiar nan scòrr a' boillsgeadh ;
Seasaidh maruich fo shoillse air cuan.
575 (Jhualas sgiath Chathbaid fo fhuaim.
Chunna' gaisgich 'an gruaidh Nàthois
Neart 'us buaidh ChuchuUin fèin :
Mar sin a blia 'cbeuman air fraoch.
Tba còmlirag air taol^b na Ldgo,
He told of the fall of Cutliullin ; he told of his niiglity deuds.
The people were scattered round his tomb ; theh- arms lay on the
ground. They had forgot the war, for ho, their fire, was seen no
more !
" ' ISut who,' said the siil't-voiccd Curiil, ' wlin cniiii' like bounding
roes ? Their stature is like young trees in the ^■alley growing in a
shower ! Soft and ruddy are their cheeks ! Fearless souls look