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AN GAOḊAL.
FILL THE BUMPER FAIR.
An ċuaċ 's ċóir suas líon,
Le lin sgala doiḃin'
Silt air ṁalaiḋ braon,
Ḃiḋeann ó gaċ imniḋ sleaṁain.
Ní sgaoiltear gaeṫe geur'
An ġrinn ċo luaḋ 's ċo briġṁar,
Le 'nuair do ṫig mar ċaor,
Trí cuaċa lasta líonṁar.
An cuaċ, mar is cóir fuas líon,
Le lin sgala doiḃin
Silt air ṁalaiḋ braon,
Biḋeann ó gaċ imniḋ slesṁain.
Gaḃann mar deir an sgeul
Eisge sṫuama air sciaṫa
An caoir, 's ó neaṁ na reul,
Ḃeir a nuas a ġaeṫe.
Mar rúd 'sa ḃ-fleaḋ cruinn'
Tarraingmuid go cinnte.
Ó neaṁ na h-eagna 's grinn,
Na gaeṫe 's géire 's tinte.
An cuaċ mar is cóir suas líon,
Le lin sgala doiḃin
Silt air ṁalaiḋ braon,
Biḋeann ó gaċ imniḋ sleaṁain.
Cia an bárr-úġdair a ḃí
'S dual fios ḟáġail ní h-íongna,
Go m-biḋeann go síor an croiḋe
Ċum spioraiḋ fíona claonaḋ :
Do ṫárla anns a trá,
'Nuair suas go flaṫeas d'euluiġ
An té ġoid as, faoi sgáṫ,
An teine, réir na sgeulaiḋ.
An cuaċ mar 's cóir suas líon,
Le lin sgala doiḃin,
Silt air ṁalaiḋ braon,
Biḋeann ó gaċ imniḋ sleaṁan.
Do' n óglaoċ a ṫriall 'sa t-sliġe,
Ḃí gan soiġṫeaċ, gan corn,
Le taḃairt nuas as críċ
Na n-deaṫe geal, an gorn.
Aċt o! mar léim a ċroiḋe,
Óir dearcaḋ measg na reulta,
Ċonairc cuaċ 'nna luiḋe,
Buḋ le Bacċas suḃaċ na neulta.
An ċuaċ, mas 's cóir suas líon,
Le lin sgala doiṁin,
Silt air ṁalaḋ braon,
Biḋeann ó gaċ imníḋ sleaṁain.
Ḃí annsa fgála braon,
'Fágaḋ 'n éis na h-oiḋċe,
Ṫuit driṫle annsa ḃ-fíon,
Fuiġeall fleaḋ na saoiṫe.
Súd é siocair briġ
Fíona, air aigne flaṫa,
Súd mar ṫóigeann an croiḋé
D'a d-tig ar cuaċ de, ceaṫa.
An cuaċ, mar 's cóir suas líon,
Le lin sgala doiṁin,
Silt air ṁalaiḋ braon,
Biḋeann ó gac imníḋ sleaṁain.
THE IRISH RACE.
Like the “cursed pig,” the more the Irish race
is cursed the better it thrives. In our last issue
we pointed to the opposition to Mayor Grace ow-
ing to his religious sentiments. Recent events tend
to demonstrate that religion does not weigh the
whole balance ; that racial affinity and nativity
have got something to do in the matter, for we
find that the would-be yankee aristocracy do not
relish the Irish no matter to what religion they
belong. This is made evident in their opposition
to President Arthur in the present State election.
The opposition is not to Folger nor to the manner
of his selection [ for the conduct of the convention
has been the routine for years without a protest ].
It is to Arthur lest he should by any chance be a-
ble to secure the presidential nomination two years
hence. Arthur being so nearly Irish born, and
the English press chracterising him as the com-
panion of Irish-American Fenians, that pro-Eng-
lish element dont want him : and that is the head
and front of his offending. Bigotry, whether na-
tional or religious, should be chastised : it should
find no asylum in this free and cosmopolitan Re-
public.
We shall commence "Fiaċ Ṡeáġain
Ḃradaiḋ" in the next number of the
Gael. It is by Raftery, and it fully
exemplifies the invective powers of the
author. Other interesting matter will
appear from time to time, and we hope
the lovers of the language will do all
they can to circulate it.
Send sixty cents for the Goaḋal, it
ṁill teach ġou Irish.
