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Buile Suibhne (Author: [unknown])

paragraph 23

Suibhne

1. Sweeter to me about the waves—
   though my talons to-night are feeble—
   than the grig-graig of the church-bell,
   is the cooing of the cuckoo of the Bann.

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2. O woman, do not bring forth thy son
   on a Friday,
   the day whereon Suibhne Geilt eats not
   out of love for the King of righteousness.
2. As the women scutch the flax—
   'tis true though 'tis I be heard—
   even so were beaten my folk
   in the battle of Magh Rath.
2. From Loch Diolair of the cliff
   to Derry Coluim Cille
   it was not strife that I heard
   from splendid, melodious swans.
2. The belling of the stag of the desert above the cliffs
   in Siodhmuine Glinne—
   there is no music on earth
   in my soul but its sweetness.
2. O Christ, O Christ, hear me!
   O Christ, O Christ, without sin!
   O Christ, O Christ, love me!
   sever me not from thy sweetness!.