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'S truagh nach d' rugadh dall mi
Gun chainnt no gun lèirsinn
Mu 'm facas riamh an dram sin
'Rinn aimhleas nan ceudan ;
'Nuair bhuaiieas e 's a' cheann mi
Gu'n teann e ris fhèin nii,
'S cha 'n fhasa leam na 'm bàs
A bhi làthair as 'eugais.
Sguiridh nii 'bhi teagasg air
No 'beadradh ris an dràsda,
Bho 'n a chuir greadabh air
Le Eaglaisean a' Phàpa ;
Ma 'se 's gur èiginn dealachadh,
Mo bheannachd gu là-bhràch leis,
'S mo bheannachdan 's nio ghaol
Do gach aon a thug gràdh dha.
AN DOMHNULLACH FURANACH*
A song that is very jiopular in Skye is " An
Dòmhnullach Furanach," said to have been composed
to MacDonald of Lynedale, by a Skye girl.
This was Colonel Alexander MacDonald, IX. of
Balranald, North Uist, designated of Lynedale,
the grandfather of the present Balranald. He
was a captain in the Bengal Artillery, and afterwards
raised and became Lieutenant-Colonel of
the 2nd Isle of Skye Regiment of volunteers. He
was a very fine and handsome-looking man. Mr
A. R. MacDonald, younger of Waternish, Skye,
informs me that his granddaughter, the late
Miss MacDonald of Rodil, Harris, had a mi liature
of him, which will probably now be in
possession of Mr MacDonald of Edenwood and
Balranald, or some other near relative. Besides
Lynedale, Colonel MacDonald possessed at one
time the islands of Isry, Mingay, and Clett, now
in the possession of Captain MacDonald, Water-
nish. The song, as given to me by a native of
Skye, is different from the version given in
Sinclair's " Oranaiche "—the air of which is very
pretty.
Seisd—Chorus.
A DhòmhnuUaich fhuranaich,
A dhireadh na munaidhean,
Tha d' fhoghlum oho àrd,
'S ged a dh' àraicht' an Lunainn thu !
B'è mo ghràdh an t-àrmunn,
A thug Dirdaoin an tràigh air
tìu'n òlainn do dheoch-slàinte,
'S è b' fhearr na bhi muladach.
Ma thèid thu do na h-Innsean
Air long nan crannag-iseal
* Gracious, kindly, courteous in aspect and
;
Gu'n treiginnse mo dhùthaich
A ghiùlan a' ghunna dhuit.
Sgiobair air a' chuan thu,
'Nuair dh' èireadh na tuinn uaine,
'S leat urram nan daoin'-uaisle,
Cha ghruaim bhiodh tu 'g iomrachadh.
Sgiobair thu air Birlinn
Cho niaith 's a tha ri fhaotainn,
Sàr iomainich' air raon thu
Ach dajin' a bhi cuide riut.
Sealgair an daimh chròicich
A dhh'eas a' ghlac cheòthach,
'Us coileach-dubh a' chrònain
'S an ròin x^i òis tuinne thu !
T)o chii\ fada direach.
'Sè 'n ceangal anns an t-sioda,
Na 'm faighinns' bhi 'ga chireadh,
Cha bhitheadh ni dh' am uireasbhuidh.
Thig còta dhuit neo-chearbach
Fo chrios nam balla meana-bhreac,
'Us claidheamh geur 'chinn airgid
Gu'n dearbhadh tu buillean leis.
Do Chridhe mar an Daoimean,
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