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iìed d' cliuii- e sgail air a gliloir,
'Niiair gliabh e fuil agiis feoil,
Thlg e fathast le moran eibhneas ;
Thig e futhast mar Righ,
Le dheich miltibh dheth naoimh,
'S cha bhi rioghachd, no righ, nach geill c
AX TURUS.
'S lOMADH mulad a's bron,
Bha'n cois mo thuruis chum gloir,
Fhuair mi milis ri'n ol, a's searbh ;
Ach 's tu-s' Ard-Righ na gloir,
A thug nach d'fhaihiich mo threoir,
O'n bha t-fhabhor dhorah mor gu dearbh.
Fhuair mi aoibhneas gu leov,
A's laithean soiUeir, gun neoil,
Le bhi fantuinn ad choir a gkiasad ;
Ach 's e am peacadh thug orm bron,
'S ciochan seasg bhi gun deothal,
'S iad sud bha seasamh, m.ar neoil, mu'm chuairt.
Air dhomh sealltainn san am,
Air mo shlighibh 'sa ghleann,
'S air na ceumannaibh cam anns do ghluais ;
Bheir so eolas dhomh ann,
.Nach eil do throcairean gann,
S gun chomhnuich thu teann gus an uairs',
Fhuair thu'n toiseach mi m' thraill,
Aig a pheacadh 's aig a bhas,
Leanabh feirg' mar bha each de'n t-sluagb

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