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lOi SIR EOBHAN LOCH-IALL.
A' mhuir 'n a gleanutai eitidh,
'S na speuran fo dlialla-bbrat.
Hi rithill, &c.
'Dol seachad air lol-Aoirein,
Bha uisge mor, bha gaoth ann :
'S gu 'n chuir siiin riof 'n a h-aodacli,
Na laoich nacli robli cearbacli.
Hi rithill, &c.
'Dol seachad air a' Chroice,
Gu-n tug sinn troidli de'n sgoid d'i, —
A rigli, bu fliliuch mo chota,
'N uair 'thug i 'sron 's an t-soirbheas.
Hi rithill, &c.
'S gu 'n leig sinn ris an traigh i,
Cho fad 's a leigeadh Ian i :
'S tra 'fhuair sinn a toirt sabhailt,
Gu-n tug sinn lamh air gealbhan!
Hi rithill, &c.
SIR-EOBHAN LOCH-IALL.
Leis a' Chuimeanach, GiLLE Mhic-Leòid.
Gur li-e lath a Loch-iall,
'E-igh ! bu mhath do dhol sios —
Bha tri-fichead 's coig-diag
Gun anam dhiubh !
Gu-n robh cuiridh mo ghràidli,
'G an dui-ruith gu traigh.

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