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Tráthnóinín saoire ar bhuíochtain na gréine, Do dhearcas-sa an spéirbhean bhéasach óg, Ag taisteal im choinnibh tré umar na sléibhte, Bhí lasadh na gcaor ina gné is ina snódh, Ba chumasach triopallach barrachas néata Ag casadh is a filleadh le hiomradh a chéile, A bearta ina n-ionar ag titim chun féir léi, ’S í ag casadh na ngéanna ón ghaortha um neoin.
Do dhruideas ’na coinnibh go hinnealta éasca ’S do bheannaíos go séimh don réilthín óig, D’fhiosraíos-sa dise an ngeobhadh liom mar chéil’, ‘Nó a bhfuil ceangal na cléire ort le haon fhear beo? Má thigeann tú liomsa gheobhair fairsinge is féile Cion agus urraim thar a maireann de bhéithibh, Mise agus tusa ag súgradh le chéile, Agus casam araon na géanna romhainn.’
Is é dúirt sí dom fhreagradh, ‘Ní oireann do scéal dom, Imigh, a réice, agus deinse do ghnó, Níl eolas agamsa ar do shaibhreas saolta Is ní chreidfinnse bréithre baotha ód shórt, Dá n-imínn go dealbh gan talamh gan spré, Bheadh mo mháthair is m’athair ag caismirt is ag plé liom, Triallse ortsa abhaile chomh tapaidh is a fhéadfair Is casfaidh mé féin na géanna romham.’
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For dhruideas' the coinnibh that easy hinnealta And réilthín bheannaíos asleep the young, has the dise fhiosraíos-in I could attain a progressively rolled ', ' Or you are required clergy to any man alive? If I will get you thigeann expanses festival content and highly respected of bhéithibh late, and me playing together, and both of geese casam coming. '
She said to me answer, "does not fit your story to me, Go, be a sale, and deinse your business, do not I know your wealth lives is not chreidfinnse Words baotha ode of sorts, Were imínn destitute landless without dowry, my mother would clash with my father that I discuss, Triallse on you home as quickly as fhéadfair is myself geese will meet me. '
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