An lasair: anthology of 18th century Scottish Gaelic verseRonald Black Birlinn, 2001 - 533 pages An Lasair (The Flame) is a colorful new anthology of over sixty poems from one of the most dynamic periods of Gaelic literature. Arranged chronologically and edited with facing translations by Ronald Black, these poems, composed in a range of forms and styles, span the whole gamut of human experience, from politics, religion and war to love, sex and domestic life. Together they form a rich celebration of Gaelic culture and provide a fascinating insight into the passions and preoccupations of the Highland people during a turbulent period of their history. The poems are laid out in facing page translation with full notes and a substantial introduction and commentary. Among the poets included are Neil MacVurich, Dugald Buchanan, Duncan Macintyre, John MacCodrum, Alexander MacDonald, Rob Donn, Mary MacPherson and William Ross. |
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Page 185
... head coming sick from my sight . They've killed my father , they've killed my brothers , They've savaged my kindred and plundered my kinsfolk , They've burned my country and raped my mother And if Charles won no one would hear me ...
... head coming sick from my sight . They've killed my father , they've killed my brothers , They've savaged my kindred and plundered my kinsfolk , They've burned my country and raped my mother And if Charles won no one would hear me ...
Page 297
... head is made of elm , Especially your tongue and your gums . A head of poison that became a vacuum Full of emptiness and air With scarce as much as a little shore - whelk Of natural brain in your bloated head , It's no surprise if a ...
... head is made of elm , Especially your tongue and your gums . A head of poison that became a vacuum Full of emptiness and air With scarce as much as a little shore - whelk Of natural brain in your bloated head , It's no surprise if a ...
Page 323
... head struck off your shoulders Like an ear from a piglet's head . But if I had my selection The torture I'd choose Would be thousands deciding Your sin's badness by lot , To see you on a picket With your crafty tongue speechless , The ...
... head struck off your shoulders Like an ear from a piglet's head . But if I had my selection The torture I'd choose Would be thousands deciding Your sin's badness by lot , To see you on a picket With your crafty tongue speechless , The ...
Contents
Gort am Bràigh Athaill Famine in the Atholl Hills | 1 |
Bent Handle Lachlann mac Theàrlaich Òig | 12 |
Laoidh an Tàilleir The Ballad of the Tailor | 17 |
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