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266 leadairt a cheile gus an robh beul an ath-dhath ’s an anmoich ann. [Dheanadh iad creagan de ’n bhogan agus bogan de ’n chreagan; na clacha beaga dol an iochdar ’s na clacha mora teachd an uachdar; an t-aite bu lugha rachadb iad fodha rachadh iad fodha chon a’ ghlùine, ’s an t-aite bu mhotha rachadh iad fodha rachadh iad fodha chon an sgròbain.] Smaointich Graisgeach na Sgeithe Deirge gun robh e fad o chairdean ’s fagus d’ a naimhdean, ’s thug e an togail bheag shoilleir ud air, ’s bhuail e ris an talamh e. Thug ordag a choise sanas do bhun a chluaise, agus sgath e dheth an ceann. ‘Ged is mi rinn so cha mhi gheall e,’ ars’ esan. Thug e ’n lamh o ’n ghualainn deth, ’s thug e ’n cridhe as a chom, ’s thug e ’n ceann bharr a mhuineil. Chuir e lamh am pòc a’ ghaisgich mhairbh, ’s fhuair e tri fiaclan seann eich ann, ’s leis an deifir, ghabh e ’n aite fiaclan an righ iad, ’s thug e leis iad. Chaidh e gu tom coille, ’s bhuain e gad, ’s cheangail e air an lamh ’s an cridhe ’s an ceann. (Ri leantainn.)

 

giving a list of some among the best known submerged cities, Celtic and other, I shall reserve for last the city now popularly placed in Cardigan Bay. Loch Ericht, in Inverness-shire, is due to an invocation of the Devil. The young blades (such as those that frequented the Hell Fire Club of the Dublin mountains on the road from Rathfarnham, or Pope’s Bubb Dodington), that would fiedn invoke the Fiend, were put off by a young man of Lochaber. ‘Before morning,’ 