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Introduction to a fantasy tale. Done in loose haiku style, in English and Gaelic. |
The Legend of Keribold Long ago and far away a maiden dared to dream of a dashing handsome prince a knight, well steeled and high-born he. Who’s to say what she will find in this life’s story told? Stay and hear my words to ken, The Legend of Keribold. Set the tale, time of old after Rome had gone. On Scotland Gaelic raiders came. (some lay with painted Picts.) In the west it did grow the kingdom Dal Riata fair. Pagans lived without fear of Celts’ Christian Ire below. Keri comes A shepherdess she, Gaelic and Pict descent. Orphaned maid, Hidden princess, knows not she of this. Her heart’s blood the answer of kings, secret yet revealed. Listen my friends the glory unfolds, The Legend of Keri the Bold. An Finsceal de Keritrom O chionn fhada agus fada air falbh mhaighdeann gabhail ri bruadar de buaileadh eireachdail prionnsa ridire, laidir agus ard-rugadh E. Co a tha ag innse de ghios I a lorg Anns a bheatha so sgeulachd innse? Fuirich agus a cluinntinn mo bhraithra gu An Finsceal de Keritrom. Suidhich an sgeul, am seann An deidh Roimh air falbh. air na h-Alba Gaidhlig thainig creachadairean. (Cuid luidh a pheantadh le Cruithnich.) Ann an lar rinn e fas An rioghachd Dal Raita cothromach. Paganacha fuireach gun eagal de Celts Criosdail Eirinn Gu h-iosal. Keri tighinn A caorach i Gaelig agus Pict shliochd. gun mhathair oigh Falaich phrionnsa Tha fios nach I seo A cridhe fuil a freagairt nan righrean Diomhair fhathast am follais. Eist mo charaidean gloir thachras Tha uirsgeul Keri an dana. |