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224 Gaelic Society of Inuerness.
When Duncan sailcil from Corpach on board steamer, along
with many others to join the emigrant ship in the Clyde, the
following pathetic and sorrowful song was composed by his
brother Alexander. It sounds like the wail of the coronach of
the heart-broken mourners for the beloved dead :
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" Bidh mi cuimhneachadh 's gach aimsir,
Air na dh' aom Dir-daoin o Bhanabhi,
Dilsesn gaoil a bhi a' falbh uainn,
'S goii't an tearbadh 'fhuair sinn.
Bha na h-iglineagan oga,
'Caoidh nam fear a gheall am posadh,
Dh' fhaoidt' an an-shocair a chondidach,
Thaom na deoir bho 'n gruaidhean.
Parantan 's an arnain briiite,
'S beag nach d' aom an aois gu iiir iad ;
Chluinnt' an glaodhaich 's cha be an t-ioghnadh
'N am bhi tionndadli uapa.
Bha mi fhein mar fhear a chach ann
'N iim bhi dealachadh bho 'm bhrathair,
'S diomhain fliarraid mar a bha mi
An d6igh do 'n bhata gluasad.
'S beag an t-ioghnadh mi 'l)hi craiteach
An deigh dhomh dealachadh bho 'n armunn
'S mi gun duraichdeadh 'bhi laimh riut
Ged be'n saile a b' uaigh dhuinn.
Chaidli fear eile null 's an t-samhnidh
Ged nach robh mi dluth 's an am dha
Cha do lughdaich sud mo champar,
'S dh' fhag e fann mo ghuallainn.
Na tir ghasda, dhreachmhor, cheo-gheal
A chaidh arach air Srath-Lochaidh
Nach bu tair am feachd na cbnspreidli
Dol an tbir, no cruaidh-chas.
Fir ga'm math ga 'n thig an t-eideadh
'S bbidhche sheallas ri la feille
Breacan ballach nam bas reidhe
Cruinn an s6ud na guaille.