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Chuir thu chuige le do ohruas,
Daoine urramach, nails’,
Nacli do loisg am f udar-cluais riamli orr’,
Is cha ’n ’eil mionnan mu ’n blieinn,
Hacli tig mallachd ort do ’n cinn,—
’S mor am peanas sin, mar pill Dia e.
Pairt de t’ alladli gun bhreug,
’S faide mbaireas na do chre,
Reir do chomais, bha thu gle naimhdeil;
Chuir thu chuige le beum,
M bu liutha na thu fein ;
Cha ’n ’eil samhuil duit an ceud nabuidh.
An lagh a rinn thu gu geur,
Nis a bhuineas riut fein;
’S ann is coslach e ri ceill Hamain,
Bi-s’ gu saoithreach re seal,—
Ei bhi saor is an t-sail,
Sin ’n uair chi thu gur smal caimein.
OBAN LEANNANACHD, EADAE GILLE IS
NIGHEAN OG.
Luinneag.—Hillin is oho, bean-bhleoghain nan
caorach,
Hillin is oho, bean-bhleoghain nan
caorach,
Hillin is oho, bean-bhleoghain nan
caorach,
Banachag nan gabhar ’s bean-
bhleoghain nan caorach.
Tha mise ’n am bhantraich,
’S neo-shanntach mo cheum,
Toradh mo bhargain,
Air falbh gun dad feum ;

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