AT THE WHITENING OF THE DAWN

By Joseph Campbell

At the whitening of the dawn,

As I came o'er the windy water,

I saw the salmon-fisher's daughter,

Nuala ni Cholumain.

Nuala ni Cholumain,

Nuala ni Cholumain,

Palest lily of the dawn

Is Nuala ni Cholumain.

In the dark of evendown

I went o'er the quiet water,

Dreaming of the fisher's daughter

And her bothy in the town.

And I made this simple rann

Ere the whitening of the dawn,

Singing to the beauty wan

Of Nuala ni Cholumain.