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Happy for you, blind man, who see nothing of women!

Ah, if you saw what I see you would be sick even as I am.

Would God I had been blind before I saw her curling hair, her white flanked splendid snowy body; ah, my life is distressful to me.

I pitied blind men until my peril grew beyond all sorrow, I have changed my pity, though pitiful, to envy; I am ensnared by the maid of the curling locks.

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Alas for him who has seen her, and alas for him who does not see her every day; alas for those trapped in her love, and alas for those who are set free!

Alas for him who goes to meet her, and alas for him who does not meet her always, alas for him who was with her, and alas for him who is not with her!

-Irish, Uilliam Ruadh; 16th Century

Author : Traditional Irish 


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