An lasair: anthology of 18th century Scottish Gaelic verseAn 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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My Heart's Youthful Prize Christiana Fergusson Och young Charles Edward Stuart , Your cause has destroyed me , You've taken all I possessed For fighting your war ; It's not for cattle or kinsfolk I'm distraught , but my husband Since he ...
My Heart's Youthful Prize Christiana Fergusson Och young Charles Edward Stuart , Your cause has destroyed me , You've taken all I possessed For fighting your war ; It's not for cattle or kinsfolk I'm distraught , but my husband Since he ...
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Your wavy hair brown and lovely All arranged round your neck In neat curly tresses Admired by all for its beauty , My heart's youthful prize . You were the fisher of the river , You frequented it often , While as hunter of the moor Well ...
Your wavy hair brown and lovely All arranged round your neck In neat curly tresses Admired by all for its beauty , My heart's youthful prize . You were the fisher of the river , You frequented it often , While as hunter of the moor Well ...
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No harp or fiddle will lift me , No pipe , chess or music ; Now you've been buried Young folk's banter can't rouse me , My heart's youthful prize . I've been torn apart , And though I say it , it's true : My flirting's turned into tears ...
No harp or fiddle will lift me , No pipe , chess or music ; Now you've been buried Young folk's banter can't rouse me , My heart's youthful prize . I've been torn apart , And though I say it , it's true : My flirting's turned into tears ...
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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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| Title | An lasair: anthology of 18th century Scottish Gaelic verse |
| Editor | Ronald Black |
| Edition | illustrated |
| Publisher | Birlinn, 2001 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 29 Apr 2008 |
| ISBN | 1841580929, 9781841580920 |
| Length | 533 pages |
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