Beloved is that eastern land, Alba (Scotland), with its lakes. Oh that I might not depart from it, Unless I were to go with Naos! Beloved is Dunfigha and Dunlin. Beloved is the Dun above it. Beloved is Inisdraiyen (Imstrynich?), And beloved is Dun Sween. The forest of the sea to which Ainnle would come, alas! I leave for ever, And Naos, on the sea-coast of Alban. Glen Lay (Glen Luy?), I would sleep by its gentle murmur. Fish and venison, and the fat of meat boiled, Such would be my food in Glen Lay. Glenmasan! High is its wild garlic, fair its branches. I would sleep wakefully Over the shaggy Invermasan. Glen Etive! in which I raised my first house, Delightful were its groves on rising When the sun struck on Glen Etive. My delight was Glen Urchay; It is the straight vale of many ridges. Joyful were his fellows around Naos In Glen Urchay. Glendaruadh (Glendaruel?), My delight in every man who belongs to it. Sweet is the voice of the cuckoo On the bending tree, Sweet is it above Glendaruadh. Beloved is Drayen of the sounding shore! Beloved is Avich (Dalavich?) of the pure sand. Oh that I might not leave the east Unless it were to come along with me! Beloved-- There is some change in the translation as compared with that given in the Highland Society’s Report, the meaning, however, being nearly identical in both. The tale to which this mournful lyric is attached,--the story of the children of Usnoth and their sad fate, bears that Conor was king of Ulster. Visiting on one occasion the house of Feilim, his _seanachie_, Feilim’s wife, was delivered of a daughter while the king was in the house. Cathbad the Druid, who was present, prophesied that many disasters should befall Ulster on account of the child then born. The king resolved to bring her up as his own future wife, and for this end enclosed her in a tower where she was excluded from all intercourse with men, except her tutor, her nurse, and an attendant called Lavarcam. It happened that in the course of time, by means of this Lavarcam, she came to see Naos, the son of Usnoth. She at once formed a warm affection for him; the affection was reciprocated, and Naos and Deirdre, by which name the young woman was called, fled to Scotland, accompanied by Ainle and Ardan, the brothers of Naos. Here they were kindly received by the king, and had lands given them for their support. It is not unlikely that these lands were in the neighbourhood of Dun Mhac Uisneachain in Lorn. Here they lived long and happily. At length Conor desired their return, and sent a messenger to Scotland, promising them welcome and security in Ireland if they would but return. Deirdre strongly objected, fearing the treachery of Conor, but she was overruled by the urgency of her husband and his brothers. They left Scotland,