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THE CELTIC LYEE
l.-MUILE NAM MOR-BHEANN-MULL OF THE BENS.
KEY B/. — Moderate, with feeling.
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Seisd. Bho'nltli.T migunsunnd, 'sgur|ilùthdhomh mulad, Cha ] tog mi moshiiil ri |sùgradh tuille;
C/iorus. I'm lo ^e - ly and sad, for theo I'm weepiug; The joys once belov'd no more I'l
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Cha jtèidmi le miiim gu Iciiirtnancruinneag, 'Smojriiu
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im Muile nam mòr-bheanii.
The heart once a - glow
ly boating, And far from thy greeting I
Am Muile nan craobh tha 'mhaighdean bhanail,
D' an tug mi mo ghaol 's mi f aoin 'am bharail ;
'S ma chaidh e fo sgaoil 's nach faod mi 'faigliinn
Cha taobh mi caileagan Chòmhail.
Do shlios mar an fhaoilean, taobh na mara,
Do ghrnaidh mar an caorann, sgaoilt' air mheangan ;
Silil ghorm a's glan aoidh, fo chaoin-rosg tana —
'S tu 'n òigh a mhealladh gach òigeax.
Tha smuaine no dhà, an dràsd air m' aire ;
Cha 'n innis mi 'chach ceann-fath mo ghalair ;
Ged laidheas mi trhth, cha tamh dhomh cadal,
'S do ghradh ga m' sgaradh an còmhnuidh.
Do chM mar an lion 'n a mhlle camag,
Nach greannach fo chir 'us s\od' ga cheangal;
Do dheud mar na dlsnean, dionach, daingean;
BM binn a ghabhail nan òran.
In Mull of the Bens there dwells my treasure,
The maiden I loved beyond all measure ;
If she wont be mine, then farewell pleasure,
I'll pine in sorrow and anguish.
Thy breast with the sea-gull vies in whiteness ;
Thy lips are like rowans, red with ripeness ;
Thine eyes are like jewels, full of brightness, —
Thy heart is as light as a fairy's.
This maiden of mine is tall and slender.
With musical voice so sweet and tender;
Her beauty and grace I'll ere remember —
May Heaven defend her from danger.
So far from my dear, I'm sad and weary;
Alone must I pine ! my thoughts are dreary;
One smile from that maid would raise and cheer me;
O, would I were near thee, my fairest!
This song, which will be found complete in several collections of Gaelic poetrj', is the composition of DuNWa
Livingstone, Crogan, Mull (Donnachadh nam blàrj.