Deirdre's Farewell to Alba

Lovely Land, yon eastern Land!
Alba of the wondrous strand!
I had not come from her, now,
Came I not in Naisi's prow.

Dear is Dunfi, Dunfinn dear,
Dear the high Dun rising near:
Dear is Draina, in the sea,
Suivni's Dun is dear to me.

Cuan Wood!
Where, alas! oft Ainli stood.
Short to me appeared the time
With Naisi, in Alba's clime.

Glen Lay!
Where I used sleep happily.
Prime of badger, fish, and deer,
Were my cheer still in Glen Lay.

Glen Massin!
Fair the ferns, green the grass in!
We slept with moving pillows
On billows in Glen Massin.

Glen Urcheen!
Straight vale of ridge serene,
No man than Naisi brighter
In the light air of Urcheen.

Glen Itty!
There my first house, my pity!
Lovely woods, at morn, unrolled.
The Sun's Fold J was Glen Itty.

Glen Da Roe!
Love to all who thither go,
Cuckoos call from bending bough
O'er the brow of Glen Da Roe.

Dear is Draigan o'er the strand,
Dear its waters on pure sand;
I would ne'er from Alba rove
Came I not thence with my Love.