Ora Buaidh (A Prayer for Victory) Ionnlaidh mi m’ aodann ‘S na naoi gatha greine, Mar a dh’ ionnlaid Moir a Mac, Am bainne bragh na breine. Mil a bhi ‘na m’bheul, Seirc a bhi ‘na m’aodann; An gaol thug Moire dha Mac Bhi an cridhe gach cairc domhsa. Gum bu suileach, cluasach, briathrach Dia, […]
John Campbell’s diary recounts how the Jacobite army took control of Edinburgh on 17 September 1745. On 1 October, Bonnie Prince Charlie’s secretary informed John Campbell that he had £857 of Royal Bank banknotes and wanted payment for them in gold. Upon failure to comply, the Jacobites would seize property from the Bank and its […]
I have already referred to a note by Mrs. MacTavish on this subject, vol. ii. 489. She tells how she learned Dan an Dearg (the Song of the Red) more than sixty years ago, from a ploughman who used to chant it at his work; and she adds– “The subject of the song is Diarmaid […]
The castle was built by reforming churchman John Carswell, who was Rector of Kilmartin, Chancellor of the Chapel Royal at Stirling, and later titular Bishop of the Isles. Carswell published the first book to be printed in Scottish Gaelic, a translation of John Knox’s Book of Common Order. Construction began in 1565 using masons brought from Stirling. Although the castle was […]
Lyrics: English Translation: Oganaich uir a’ chuil teudaich Oh noble youth with long black hair ‘S oil liom eudach a bhith dhith ort I hate it that you are wanting clothing Hug air clo Mhic’ille Mhicheil Hug air clo Mhic’ille Mhicheil Chuir Roinn Eorpa clo am beart dhuit Europe has put cloth in the loom […]
FAILTE dhuit, a Mhoire Mhathair! Tha thu lan dhe na grasan caomh, Tha ’n Tighearna Dia maille riut a ghnath. Beannaicht thu, Mhairi, am measg nam mnai, Beannaicht toradh do bhronn, Iosa, Beannaicht thu, Righinn an ais; A Naomh Mhoire, a Mhathair Iosa, Guidh air mo shon-sa, peacach truagh, Nis agus aig uair mo bhais, […]
Mo rùn geal dìleas Sèist Mo rùn geal dìleas, dìleas, dìleas Mo rùn geal dìleas nach till thu nall Cha till mi fhèin riut, a ghaoi chan fhaod mi ‘S ann tha mi ghaoil ‘na mo laighe tinn Is truagh nach robh mi an riochd na faoilinn A shnàmhadh aotrom air bhàrr nan tonn Is […]
Sèist (Chorus) Illean chridheil, bitheamaid sunndach Seasaibh onoir ur duthcha Fhad’ s a mhaireas luaidh is fudar De rud chuireadh curam oirnn? — Capercaillie, Bonaparte.