THE BATTLE OF VENTRV. 55 



bathadh laich Lacha Da Chonn 

 is edh chaineas tonn re tracht. 



Luinnceadh corr 



a seaisceann Droma Da Tren, ' 



sisi 'ga buaidreadh do bhi: 



sinnach dhali ar ti a hen. 



Truagh an teis 



doni damh an Droma Leis: 



marb eilid Droma Sileann, 1005 



geisidh dam dileann da heis. 



[fo. II a. I.] Truagh an faidh 



doni an smolach a n-Druim Chain, 



7 ni neamhtruaighi an scal 



donf an lon a Leitir Laigh. 1010 



Is saeth lium 



bas an laich ro luidheadh lium : 

 mac na mhna o Thoiri Da Dos, 

 beith anos is tros fa chinn. 



The drowning of the hero of Loch Da Chonn, 

 That is what the wave wails against the shore. 



. . . , the crane 



In the bog of Druim Da Tren, 



She was in great anxiety : 



A fox . . . was lying in wait for her birds. 



Woeful the tune 



Which the stag of Druim Leis makes: 

 Dead is the hind of Druini Silenn, 

 The stag . . . moans after her. 



Woeful the song 



Which the thrush makes in Druim Chain, 



And not less sad the cry 



Which the blackbird makes in Leitir Laig. 



Sad for me is 



The death of the hero that used to lie with me, 



The son of the wife from Toire Da Dos 



To be . . . . round his head. 



