. Un libro di compleanno : in gaelico e inglese : selezionato da 'Ossian', 'Proverbi' di Sheriff Nicolson,' e altre fonti. f i marinai Danger.is beag fios aig temono un'aria di tinghe ànradh paura na Mara. Chi è caduto da Carron dei flussi 1 [onde che brillano, era giusto come neve sui picchi, come arco di docce su greatWas i suoi capelli come nebbia, che soffocamente ondeggia nel sole sulla Torr, [il deserto glens ? O era come tuono dei cieli, e veloce come il cervo di Co thuit aig Carunn nan sruth 1 an robh e geal mar shneachd nan cruach, mar bhogha braoin air stuaigh a soillseadh?an robh e mar thorrunn nan speur,

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. A birthday book : in Gaelic and English : selected from "Ossian", Sheriff Nicolson's "Proverbs, " and other sources. f the seamans danger.Is beag fios aig fear an tinghe air ànradh fear na mara. Who has fallen by Carron of streams 1 [waves gleaming, Was he fair as snow on peaks, like bow of showers on greatWas his hair like mist, that softly waves in sunshine onthe Torr, [desert glens ? Or was he as thunder of the skies, and swift as the deer of Co thuit aig Carunn nan sruth 1 An robh e geal mar shneachd nan cruach, mar bhogha braoin air stuaigh a soillseadh ?An robh e mar thorrunn nan speur, cho luath ri feidh namfas ghleann mor Ì Covala. Proverb.He who says most has least to tell.Is ann aiye san a s mo their is lugha tha ri ràdh. His thoughts were of long-gone days ;—Gone, as the music of gentle songs.Once sung by the maiden of his love.Bha smaointean air na làith a bh ann, Mar cheol nasal nan caoin dhànBha òigh an uchd bhàin a gluasad. Calodin 3.Proverb. Tis hard to cure the child that cannot tell his ailment. Is cruaidh an leanabh a bhriagadh, nach urrainn a ghearana dhiananh. 104 ^Tay 16. 105 ^—= .^ iTn:; rn May the stranger never draw nigli, To tlie man wlio makes surliness liis home ! Na tigeaclli an coigreach. a dhail, Do n f hear a ghabhas a thàmh an gruaim ! Calodin S.Proverb.Sweet tho honey be, who would lick it off a brier 1Ge milis a mhil, cò dh imlicheadh bhàrr na dris i 1 _., _„ ^rn„ As the moon on a night of stillness, Moves through the silent stars, like a shield in a ghostly armoury.So was her presence peaceful and bright. Mar ghealach ri oidhche shàimhe, S i gluasad tro na reulla balbh mar sgiath air ealachainn taibhse, Bha a bràghad gu seimh a soillse. Diarmad.Proverb.The moon is none the worse of the dogs barking at her.Cha mhisd a ghealach na coin a bhi comhartaich rithe ! Thou ever wert the strangers friend. When tempests gathered in the glen, a plenteous feast was spread ;The stranger-race would hear the storm.While in thankf

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