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Bha lurga coin air son gaothair 1
A'd chraos farsuinn,
'S culaidh sin a thogail plàigh'
'S an cnaimh air malcadh ;
Einn e t'anail salach, breun,
Ma thèid neach fo'n ghrèin an taic riutj
'S f hearr bhi eadar thu 'sa' ghaoth,
Na seasamh air taobh an f hasgath.
Cia mar a ni Uisdean òg dhuibh
Ceòl gu dàmhsa,
'Nuair a ehitheadh tu sruth ronn
O'n h-uile toll a bh' air an t-seannsair :
'Sgeul tha nor a dh'innseas mise,
Gur h-e dh'fhàg e 'nis' cho manntach,
Gu'n tug iad dheth leis an t-siosar
Barr na teanga.
Seididh Uisdean piob an ronngain,
'S mòr a h-antlachd,
Bithidh i coltach ri gaoir chonnsbeach
A' bhiodh an cnoc fraoich a' dranndail ;
An Circe-poll laimh ri Tonga,
A' baigearachd air muinntir bainnse,
Fhuair mise piobair' an riimpuill,
'S dh'f hàg mi ann e !
AOIR IAIN FHAOCHAIG.*
air fonn. — " Alasdair a Gleanna-Garadh."
Iain Faochaig ann an Sasunn,
'S mòr a mhasladh 'us a mm-chliù,
* This satire on John Wilkes was composed in 1768, during his
imprisonment in the King's Bench prison. As Wilkes was the
enemy of Scotland and the Scots, the poet could have no personal

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