“Na-na-chinn ’s na-na-chuir thu t-ùidh,
’S na-na-shil an driùchd ad shlios,
’S na-na-rug ad bhothan smùid
Ann an dùlachd crùth an crios;
Gu ’n robh a’ chnuimheag ann ad stòr
’S an leòmann fo bhòrd do chist’;
Ma tha cumhachd aig neach sìth,
Dìolar ge b’ ann air do shliochd.”
Ailsa (_Ealasaid_) married, and had one son. In some way her afflicted
sister heard of this, and she then added to her song--
Dun Ailsa has married,
And she has a son Torquil.
Brown-haired Torquil who can climb the headland
And bring the seal off the waves,
The sickle in your hand is sharp,
You will in two swaths reap a sheaf.
Phòs, phòs Ealasaid Odhar,
’S tha mac aice--Torcuil.
Torcuil donn ’dhìreadh sròin,
’S a bheireadh ròn bhàrr nan stuadh,
Bu sgaiteach do chorran ’n ad dhòrn
’S dheanadh tu dhà dhlòth an sguab.
Whatever gifts the brown-haired only child of her sister was favoured
with, besides others, he was a noted reaper, but this gift proved fatal
to him (_dh’ fhòghainn e dha_). When he grew up to manhood, he could
reap as much as seven men, and none among them could compete with him.
He was then told that a strange woman was seen coming to the harvest
fields in autumn, after the reapers had left, and that she would reap a
field before daylight next morning, or any part of the ripe corn that
the reapers could not finish that day, and in whatever field she began,
she left the work of seven reapers, finished, after her. She was known
as the Maiden of the Cairn (_Gruagach[28] a’ chùirn_), from being seen
to come out of a cairn over opposite. One evening then, brown-haired
Torquil, who desired to see her at work, being later than usual of
returning home, on looking back saw her beginning in his own field.
He returned, and finding his sickle where he had put it away, he took
it with him, and after her he went. He resolved to overtake her and
began to reap the next furrow, saying, “You are a good reaper or I will
overtake you;” but the harder he worked, the more he saw that instead
of getting nearer to her, she was drawing further away from him, and he
then called out to her,
“Maiden of the cairn, wait for me, wait for me.” (_’Ghruagach a’
chùirn, fuirich rium, fuirich rium._)
She said, answering him,
“Handsome brown-haired youth, overtake me, overtake me.” (_’Fhleasgaich
a’ chuil-duinn, beir orm, beir orm._)
He was confident that he would overtake her, and went on after her till
the moon was darkened by a cloud; he then called to her,
“The moon is clouded (_lit._ smothered by a cloud), delay, delay.”
(_Tha ’ghealach air a mùchadh fo neòil, fuirich rium, fuirich rium._)
“I have no other light but her, overtake me, overtake me,” she said.
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