Tri  subhailcean  a'  Bhàird — ciocras  coin  gu  Ian  a
bhronn' ;  fios  fithich  a'  ruith  gu  ròic ;  tart  frithir  gu
Ò1  a  dhràm.
Three  gifts  of  the  Bard — the  dog's  hitnger  for  a  feed ;
a  ravens  bidding  to  a  feast ;  an  impatient  man's  thirst
for  his  dram.
This  is  not  very  ancient,  nor  very  true.  But  it  did  apply,  and
does,  to  some  men  calling  themselves  Bards,  and  passing  for  such
with  the  ignorant.
Triùir  a  thig  gun  iarraidh — Gaol,  Eud,  'us  Eagal.
Three  that  come  unhidden — Love,  Jealousy,  and  Fear.
Trod  a'  bhodaich  ris  a'  cheathairn.
The  old  man's  scolding  of  the  caterans.
Very  ineffectual — like  some  protests  that  have  been  seen  in
modern  times  against  military  invasions  and  grand  spoliations^  ^

Trod  a'  mheasain  's  a  chùl  ri  balla.  ''^^^*^

The  harking  of  the  lap-dog  with  his  hack  to  a  wall

Ye're  like  the  dowgs  o'  Dunragit,  ye  winna  bark  vmless  ye  hae
yir  hinner  end  to  the  wa'. — Scot.     See  '  Is  dàna  cuileau ',


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Trod  chàirdean,  'us  sitli  iiaimhdean,  da  rud  nach  coir
feairt  a  thoirt  orra.
Hie  scoldmg  of  friends,  and  the  'peace  of  enemies,  two
tilings  not  to  he  regarded.
Trod  nam  ban  mu'n  sgarbh,  's  an  sgarbh  a  muighair   ^^-^  n
an  loch.  ^^ /%2<!«1-Gi£«. ,

Tlie  scolding  of  the  wives  about  the  scart,  and  the  scart
out  on  the  loch.
Like  disposing  of  the  hare  before  it's  caught.
/  Trodaidh  na  builg  fhalamh.
''■  ^f  I    Empty  hladders  make  a  noise.
\  See  '  Is  labhar '.
Tromb  gun  teanga.     A  trump  without  a  tongue.
'Trump'  is  Scotch  for  'Jew's  harp'.
Tuarasdal  a'  cheaird — pàidheadh  roimh  làimh.
The  tinker's  loagcs — paid  'beforehand.
