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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 113
Gleann-taise sings the fairy-songs she knew of yore; Thro' Gleann-seisg, exulting, the brown-streamed rivers leap; And, stirred by the finer breath that fills her bosom hoar, Gleann-Duine looks up from her sleep.
Strange sounds of shrilly music are rife in the wind That breathes down Gleann-araimh from the long-forgotten years; 'Tis the pipes of Somhairle Buidhe leading out his Gaelic kind That ring in her wondering ears.
Gleann-corp marks the cry, and Gleannan green Takes up the quickening ether within her zone of hills;
And Gleann-baile-Eamain looks like a battler's queen When her pulse at his piobreacht thrills.
Gleann-gorm is out to meet the risen dawn
In summer busk of purple broom and lichen gray;
And swift as the phantom-ships of Manannan The shadows of Gleann-cloiche fleet away.
There is fire in the heart of the Nine Glens within, That Oisin, the magic-tongued, is come again to light: The seed of fire that moulders there in darkness chill and dim Will blow to bloom flame-bright..