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THE SALTAIR NA RANN
King of the flowering tree of life,a way for the ranks of the noble grades;its top, its droppings, on every side,have spread across the broad plain of heaven.
On which sits the splendid bird-flocksustaining a perfect melody of pure grace,without decay, with gracious increaseof fruit or of foliage.
Beauteous the bird-flock which sustains it, (i.e. the melody)each choice bird with a hundred wings;they chant without guile, in bright joyousness,a hundred melodies for every wing.
King who created many splendid dwellings,[1]many comely, just, perfect works,through (the care of) my rich King,[2] over every sphere,no lack is felt by any of the vast array.
His are the seven heavens, perfect in might,without prohibition, without evil, whitely movingaround the earth, great the wonder (?)with the names of each heaven.
Air, ether, over allOlympus, the firmament,heaven of water, heaven of the perfect angels,the heaven where is the fair-splendid Lord.