Love
Ceann Dubh Dhileas
Translated by Sir Samuel Ferguson (in Hull, The Poem-Book of the Gael, 1913) · From The Poem-Book of the Gael (1913)
Put your head, darling, darling, darling,
Your darling black head my heart above;
Oh, mouth of honey, with the thyme for fragrance,
Who, with heart in breast, could deny you love?
Oh, many and many a young girl for me is pining,
Letting her locks of gold to the cold wind free,
For me, the foremost of our gay young fellows;
But I'd leave a hundred, pure love, for thee!
Then put your head, darling, darling, darling,
Your darling black head my heart above;
Oh, mouth of honey, with the thyme for fragrance,
Who, with heart in breast, could deny you love?
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MLA
Anonymous (Irish Gaelic, later). “Ceann Dubh Dhileas.” Translated by Sir Samuel Ferguson. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-irish-gaelic/52/.
Chicago
Anonymous (Irish Gaelic, later). “Ceann Dubh Dhileas.” Translated by Sir Samuel Ferguson. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-irish-gaelic/52/.
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