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DomhuU MacFhiunnlaidh na'm beann,
Domhull na Tulaich a bh'ann,
Le a lothainn ghasda gim fheall,
A's Seumus Grannt a feitheadh air.
»S mor an iondrainn duibh è,
An tim faothaid chuir 's gach beann,
Eidear machair shios na 'n Gall,
A's suas gu ceann Strath-haragaig,
Bu ghill* e bheireadh spors do Righ,
Le choin 's le ghunna gun chhth,
Bha e conspuinneach 'sa 'n srith,
'S bu mhìn 'sa ghabhail rathaid e.
Donnacha MacPharlain gun fheall,
B'e deagh fhear an tighe bh'ann,
Lamh fhoghainteach an srath sa'n gleann,
Nach faiceadh call an atnaraich.
Bu mhath leis pailteas m'a laimh,
'S cha b' ann gu fiialach air cacb,
Air a sporan cha bhiodh snaoim,
'Nuair thigeadh am a chaitheadh dha.
'O^
B* fhear spòrs e, comuinn a's graidh,
Ged thug e seal uainn air chall,
Mu 'n d' fhas e odhar, auard chaich,
Thug pailteas lamh gu cairidh e.
Bha lain og a Fatharais ann,
An geard a bhaile rinn e beam,
Ged fhagadh e athair dall,
Cha b' innisg ann %a bhcathas' e.

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