Religion
Hey the Gift
Translated by Alexander Carmichael (1900) · From Carmina Gadelica, vol. I (1900): Seasons
Hey the Gift, ho the Gift,
Hey the Gift on the living.
The fair Mary went upon her knee,
It was the King of glory who was on her breast.
The side of the sack (?) the side of the sark (?)
The hide is struck upon the spar.
To tell to us that Christ is born,
The King of kings of the land of salvation.
I see the hills, I see the strand,
I see the host upon the wing.
I see angels on clouds, [waves
Coming with speech and friendship to us.
Codex Note
Gaelic: Heire Bannag. Carmina Gadelica I, no. 58, Seasons.
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Anonymous (Scottish Gaelic). “Hey the Gift.” Translated by Alexander Carmichael. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-scottish-gaelic/57/.
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Anonymous (Scottish Gaelic). “Hey the Gift.” Translated by Alexander Carmichael. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-scottish-gaelic/57/.
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