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MODERN GAELIC BARDS.
“ On the good thou has done, I’m persuaded
Thy spirit for ever shall feed. ”
And also, notwithstanding all her beauty, with which she
delights every bosom,—
“What makes me rate thee the highest
Is that firmness in good which is thine. ”
Take notice too, how respectful he is with the amiable
young milkmaid,—
“ When I took her apart for a moment,
To speak of my love and my pride,
My ear caught the fluttering tumult
Of my heart beating fast on my side.”
Then there is something very manly and sensible, surely,
as well as affectionate, in his assuring Main Bhan,—
“ Ne’er shall the hearth’s harsh wrangling tease thee,
Nor make thy clear temper its prey.”
While the deep feeling and delicate pathos of this truly
tender exclamation cannot be overlooked.—
“ Oh ! could I but take thee and hide thee
In a place well secured from decay.”
This is indeed a poem which is altogether very
creditable to its author, and pleasant to comment upon,
in evidence of the goodness of both his head and his
heart.
A SONG TO HIS SPOUSE, NEWLY WEDDED.
Mairi Bhan bg* thou girl ever thought of,
Still where I am may thou be.
Since the clerk-given right, so long wish’d for,
I’ve got, dear wife ! over thee.
* “Mairi Bhan dg” means, Fair Young Mary, “The ai in Mdiri
is pronounced like the a in father.”

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