The Blackhouse (The Lewis Trilogy)
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
– A. E. Housman,
‘Blue Remembered Hills’
Tri rudan a thig gun iarraidh: an
t-eagal, an t-eudach ’s an gaol.
(Three things that come without
asking: fear, love and jealousy.)