BEING a pastoral people, the Highlanders possess much pastoral poetry. The greater part of this is secular with fragments of sacred poetry interspersed. The herding runes are examples of these purely pastoral poems. They are sung by the people as they send their flocks to the pastures, or tend them on the hills, glens, or plains. The customs vary in details in different districts, but everywhere is the simple belief that the King of shepherds watches over men and flocks now as of old--'the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever.'
When a man has taken his herd to the pasture in the morning, and has got a knoll between himself and them, he bids, them a tender adieu, waving his hand, perhaps both hands, towards them, saying:--
'Buachailleachd Bride dh’ an tan, Munachas Mhuire Mhathar dhuibh, |
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The herding of Bride to the kine, The prosperity of Mary Mother be yours, |
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'Cumraig Chalum-chille ma’r casaibh, 'Micheal min-gheal righ nan aigheal 'Comraig Dhe is Dhomhnach dhuibh Cobhair Choibhi dhuibh. Siubhal coire, siubhal coille, |
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The safeguard of Columba round your feet, Be the bright Michael king of the angels The guarding of God and the Lord be yours The help of Coivi to you. Travelling coire, travelling copse, |
When these patriarchal benedictions are intoned or chanted, and the music floats over moor and loch, the effect is charming to the ear of the listener.
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COMRAIG Dhe is Dhomhnuich dhuibh. Comraig Bhride mhuime dhuibh, |
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THE keeping of God and the Lord on you, The keeping of Bride the foster-mother on you, |