Siasair suide eoin inailt
Contuil cotlud cimmeda
Indnòib arecnairc ammaicc.
English:
Victorious Brigit loved not the world:
She sat at a seat of a bird on a cliff:
The holy one slept a captive’s sleep
Because of her Son’s absence.
The bard then proceeds to describe her virtues in more than two hundred lines of rich and glowing language.
She was not a carper, she was not vile,