Lán de Chumha Mo Chroíse
Lán de chumha mo chroíse
I ndiaidh mo chairde gaoil
Rósbhéal na geal-iníonra
Is na slatairí arda caol'.
Cois sreabh' nach féidir a léim
Tá na slatairí ina luí
Is cáilíní an rós-bhéil
I ngort na mbláthanna buí.
A E Housman
With Rue My Heart is Laden
With rue my heart is laden
For golden friends I had,
For many a rose-lipt maiden
And many a lightfoot lad.
By brooks too broad for leaping
The lightfoot boys are laid;
The rose-lipt girls are sleeping
In fields where roses fade.
