The Celtic Garland of Gaelic Songs and Readings: Translation of Gaelic and English Songs
A. MacLaren & sons, 1920 - 353页
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agad againn agam aige àite aithne àrd arsa Bàn Bard beag beann bhiodh Bidh bochd bonnie bràth bright Bring buideal Calum ceann ceòl chéile chridhe chuala chunnaic chur cuairt daoine days dean dear déidh Dh'fhalbh dhà dhachaidh dheanamh dheireadh dhiubh dhuinn dhuit dileas diugh donn eagal fada fair fàs feum fhaicinn fhéin fhios fhreagair fhuair fios Gaelic Gàidheil Gàidsear gaol Ghàidhlig ghaoil gheabh ghleann gille glen Gobhainn h-uile hear heart Iain idir Lachann làmh làn land latha leam leannan leat linn love luaidh maiden Màiri math measg merry mòr mu'n o'er oidhche return riamh rium Ruadh seachad Seumas sgeul sgiath shùil stigh sweet taobh thàinig thar thee théid their they thog Thoir thou thuirt thusa tigh tighinn tìr tric truagh
第146页 - Ullin reached that fatal shore, His wrath was changed to wailing. For sore dismayed, through storm and shade, His child he did discover: One lovely hand she stretched for aid, And one was round her lover.
第152页 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child.
第144页 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer...
第152页 - The Reaper said, and smiled ; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
第150页 - Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
第134页 - The dawn of the morning Saw Dermot returning, And the wife wept with joy her babe's father to see ; And closely caressing Her child with a blessing, Said, " I knew that the angels were whispering with thee.
第154页 - O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea.
第152页 - Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again.' He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
第130页 - Though all the world betrays thee, One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard, One faithful harp shall praise thee !" The minstrel fell ! but the foeman's chain Could not bring his proud soul under ! The harp he...
第150页 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.