HIGHLANDER OVERNIGHT BUSHCRAFT CAMP (Ghost of our Ancestors)

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POEM TRANSLATION:

OSSIAN’S ADDRESS TO THE RISING SUN (BARDACHD NA FEINNE.)
“O THOU that rollest above, round as the full-orbed hard shield of the mighty! Whence is thy unsullied beam? Whence, O Sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in the strength of thy beauty; the stars hide their motions from our view; the moon darkens in the sky, concealing herself in the eastern wave. Thou art on thy journey alone; who will presume to attend thy course? The oaks fall on the high precipice; the stoney heap and the hoary cliff sink under age. “
(The poem continues, but this was my favourite part)