druimfhionn donn dilis
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Irish Review (Dublin)
Druimfhionn Donn DilisAuthor(s): Thomas MacDonaghSource: The Irish Review (Dublin), Vol. 3, No. 31 (Sep., 1913), p. 359Published by: Irish Review (Dublin)Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/30063123 .
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DRUIMFHIONN DONN DILIS
TRANSLATED FROM THE IRISE
By THOMAS MAcDONAGH
-- O Druimfhionn Donn Dilis! O Silk of the Kine! Where goest thou for sleeping? What pastures are thine? - In the woods with my gilly Always I must keep, And 'tis that now that leaves me Forsaken to weep.
Land, homestead, wines, music: I am reft of them all ! Chief and bard that once wooed me Are gone from my call! And cold water to soothe me I sup with my tears, While the foe that pursues me Has the drinking that cheers.
- Through the mist of the glensides And hills I'll return: Like a brogue beyond mending The Sasanach I'll spurn: If in battle's contention I have sight of the crown, I'll befriend thee and defend thee, My young Druimfhionn Donn!
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