92
AN GAODHAL.
The following poem has been sent us by the Rev
Father Keegan, St. Louis, Mo. It is a part of the
Tain Bo Cuailgne, copied from the Revue Celtique
by Father Keegan.
Feaidhm is mo, on féidhm is mo,
Comhraic le Cuchulainn chro;
Truach nath deich gcead dfearaibh Fail
Tig do thuitfedh a mo dhail.
Truagh an treas, on truagh an treas,
Do bhearas me agus Cu na g-cleas;
Teasgfamaid fuil agus feoil,
Gearrfamaid cuirp agus cnes.
Truagh a dhe, on truagh a dhe,
Toigheacht do mhnaoi eattram is e —
Leith mo chroidhe an cu gan chol,
Agus leith croidhe na coin me,
Dair mo sgiath, on dair mo sgiath,
Da marbhaim cu at cliath,
Saithfe me mo chloidheamh caol
Tre mo chroidhe, tre mo chliabh.
Dair mo cholg, on dair mo cholg,
Da marbhaim cu ghlinne bolg,
Ni mhuirfeat duine da eis,
Noch a tabhair beidhm tuir bord.
Dair mo laimh, on dair mo laimh,
Da marbhaim cu ghlainne sgail,
Muirfeat Meadha cona a sloigh,
Agus ni bhus mo d-fearaibh Fail.
Dair mo gho, on dair mo gho,
Da marbhaim cu ath cro,
Adhláchfar mi se ann a feart,
Bhus h-ionann leacht dhamhsa is dho.
Fearr liom arm, on fearr liom arm
Dom mharbadh san ghleó gharbh;
Na eag chum h - - - na con,
Do bhiathadh gach sgol sgach badhbh.
Abair fris, on abair fris,
Ris an g-coin go g-caoimh cnis,
Gur tharngair Sgathaighe gan sgath,
Mise air ath do thuiteam leis.
Mairg do Meidhbhe a deirm,
Ro imir a g-cluidhthe forainn
Mise do chur ceann a g-ceann
Is Cuchulainn is teann feidhm.
From Irish MS. Eg. 209.
Father Carroll’s Translation of the Adeste Fideles.
Chicago, March 25, 1891.
Editor Gael, — Dear friend I found this stowed a¬
way among my papers, a translation of the Adeste
Fideles, I did last Christmas. I send it to you,
that if you have room to publish it in the Gael it
may be read or sung in the future in honor of the
Infant Christ. Yours very sincerely,
Jno. J. Carroll.
ADESTE FIDELES.
1
Téidhmis go Bhethleém,
Ag altughadh 'n Tighearna,
Ag altughadh 'n triumpha,
A comhcruinn na fíreun.
2
An naonan a connairc,
A righeas na righeachta;
Téidhmid ag altughadh,
Ag altughadh an Tighearna.
3
Sé Dia 'n aonfheacht,
Soillsghe 'n teintir,
A tabhairadh ó'n óighe-bhean,
Nidh mar an cretuir,
Acht fíor-gheinamh Diada.
4
Téidhmis go Bhethleém,
Ag altughadh 'n Tighearna,
Ag altugadh 'n triumpha,
A comhcruinn na fireun.
5
Seinnuighidh go shúgach,
Ainghidh na comh roinn,
'R airde go Dhia,
Seinnuighidh go fonnmhar,
6
Téidhmis go Bhethleém,
Ag altughadh 'n Tighearna,
Ag altughadh 'n triumpha,
A comhcruinn na fireun.
7
Rugadh é 'n lá so,
Iosa ro-ghloirmhar;
O'n athair siorruidhe,
Briathar a fuair Coirp.
8
Téidhmis go Bhethleém,
altughadh 'n Tighearna,
Ag altughadh 'n triumpha,
A comh cruinn na fireun.
An aisdrughadh Gaoidlige so rinne
Ua Carruill, 1890
