130. Charm of the Sprain. Eolas An T-Sniamh

EOLAS AN T-SNIAMH [130]

CHARM OF THE SPRAIN

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CHAR Bride mach
Maduinn mhoch,
Le caraid each;
Bhris each a chas,
Le uinich och,
Bha sid mu seach,
Chuir i cnamh ri cnamh,
Chuir i feoil ri feoil,
Chuir i feithe ri feithe,
Chuir i cuisle ri cuisle;
Mar a leighis ise sin
Gun leighis mise seo.

BRIDE went out
In the morning early,
With a pair of horses;
One broke his leg,
With much ado,
That was apart,
She put bone to bone,
She put flesh to flesh,
She put sinew to sinew,
She put vein to vein;
As she healed that
May I heal this.