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First Line: Tis my bitter grief and sorrow
Last Line: Dunlang o'hartigan!
Subject(s): Mythology - Irish


'TIS my bitter grief and sorrow,
On this awful morrow,
That I cannot win for thee thy breath
Back from Death,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!

I had given thee in my liosses
My heart's brimming kisses --
I had charmed thee all the evening long
With sweet song,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!

But when Murrough, Son of Brian,
Called thee, youthful lion!
From my kiss and song of tuneful flow
Thou wouldst go,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!

Vain my pleading, prayer, and weeping,
To hold thee in keeping!
My own cloak to thee I then did yield
For thy shield,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!

On Clontarf's red plain I found thee
With that cloak around thee;
I alone saw thee like lightning go
Through the foe,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!

It was there at brink of even,
Murrough cried sore driven:
'Where is he that loved me lingering now --
Where art thou,
Dunlang O'Hartigan?'

It was there, when foes were flying,
I heard thee replying,
Flinging off the cloak that kept thee clear --
'I am here,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!'

Through thee, that dear friend caressing,
Winged a dart distressing!
Ah, thou wouldst have known a happier kiss
In my lios,
Dunlang O'Hartigan!





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