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'S bha 'm Ministear cho trsach The Minister was so sorrowful
Sa mhadainn nuair a dhisg e When he woke that morning
'S praban air a shilean His eyes bleary
A' tionndadh amach As he turned out
E coiseachd feadh an rlair Walking the floor
Ag ochanaich 's ag rnaigh Sighing and praying
'S a' coimhead air a' chil And looking at the nook
Anns an d' ionndrainn e Chlach Where he'd found the Stone missing
Gun tuirt e 's dath a' bhis air Said he, looking deathly pale
"Cha chreidinn-sa gu brth e "I'd never have believed
Gu togadh fear bho lr i It could have been raised from the floor
Nach b' irde na speach By someone no bigger than a wasp
Tha rudeigin an dn dhomh Something is to happen to me
'S gun cuidicheadh an tgh mi And Heaven help me
Bha' n duine thug ss i The man who unloosed it
Cho lidir ri each" Must be as strong as a horse"