Eamonn An Chnuic

"Oh who is without That with passionate shout Keeps beating my bolted door?" "I am Ned of the Hill Forspent wet and chill From long trudging marsh and moor" "My love, fond and true What else could I do But shield you from wind and from weather? When the shots fall like hail They us both shall assail And mayhap we shall die together."

"Through forest and through snow Tired and hunted I go In fear both from friend and from neighbor My horses run wild My acres untilled And they all of them lost to my labor But it grieves me far more Than the loss of my store That there's none who would shield me from danger So my fate it must be To fare eastward o'er sea And languish amid the stranger"

"Ce-h-e sin amuh Go bhfuil faor ar a ghuth A' reaba mo dhoruis dunta?" "Mise Eamonn a' Chnuic Ta baidhte fuar fliuch O shior-shuil sleihbte is gleannta" "A lao ghil's a chuid Cad do dheannfainn-se dhuit Mara gcuirfinn ort beinn dom ghuna? 'S go mbeidh pudar dubh Is go mbeimis araon muchta" "Is fada mise amuh

Faoi shneachta is faoi shioc Is gan danacht agam ar einne Mo bhranar gan cur Mo sheisreach gar sgur Is gan iad agam ar aon chor Nil caraid agam (Is danaid liom san) Do ghlacfadh me moch na deanach Is go gcaithfe me dul Thar fairrge soir O's ann na fuil mo ghaolta"