continued, page 124, Douglas Hyde (excerpt, Religious Songs)

III. Ni ar shléibhtibh fraoich á bhidheas mo mhian-sa
      Acht i ngleanntaibh aoibhne mbíonn meas ag fás
      Ba agus laoighthe agus bric na sgaoithibh
      Cruithneacht bhuidhe agus éorna bhán

      Bíonn mil ar luachra agus im ar uachtar
      A's i lár an fhuacht' bíonn na ba faoi dháir
      'S dá mbeinn-se críona bheith m'árus déanta
      Agus mil d'á taodhmadh ag mo mhuirnín bán

Not upon mountains of heather is the one I desire
But in delightful valleys in which fruit is growing
Cows and calves and trout in shoals
Yellow wheat and white barley

There is honey on the rush and butter on the cream
And in the midst of the cold the cows are fruitful
And if I had been wise, my abode would be made
And my fair love would have honey pouring out abundantly