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MODERN GAELIC BARDS.
Let your set of oars, full sweeping,
Mash the great sea with their vigour,
Going splashing in the wild face
Of the billows.
Going splashing, &c.
Low together, clean and steady,
Cleaving the great swelling water,
Work with life and work with spirit,
No delaying.
Work with life, &c.
Give a graceful arid a strong pull,
Looking oft on one another ;
Wake the force that’s in your sinews
All so strongly.
Wake the force, &c.
Be her ribb’d and oaken body
In the wild glens moaning sadly,
And her two thighs ever pounding
Down the surges.
And her two thighs, <fcc.
Let the ocean, crisp and hoary,
Rise with rough and deep-toned heavings,
And the lofty wailing waters
Shout and welter.
And the lofty, &c.
Let the grey sea, ever foaming,
Splash her forward pressing shoulders,
And the currents groan and mingle
Far behind her.
And the currents, &c.