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Dervogilla

Dermots passion, in stealing Teirnans wife, would have an effect on #Ireland that would last longer than the better known wars of Troy …

Poor Scholar of Today

What to me is Gael and Gall?– “Poor Scholar of the Forties”, Padraic Columb Little Greek or Latin is taught nowScholars of …

Finchley Cemetry when it was consecrated in 1854

Funeral for a Thief

Helen of Troy launched a thousand ships… Chicago May and her wild red hair sent many men to their deaths, or to kill…

The Cock and the Crock of Gold

The legend of the Cock and the Crock of Gold in Kilcormac, in the times of the Wars of the Molloys… The …

No Dancing From The Easter Sun

Musings in verse on the current issues of consent, and the Ulster Rugby scandal. The Scots Law judgement of “Not Proven” would …

Babys Birth Remembered

Baby’s birth remembered: The snow falls on the ground. Lights are lit: bells peal, I listen to the sound. Belfast of the …

Betrayal of the Brothers Grimes

In the wake of the 1798 Rebellion, the brothers Grimes, all of whom were executed by the British, were betrayed by a …

Saint Donatus of Fiesole

At Inishcaltra he learned to write At his mothers knee to pray In Italy he learned to fight In Ireland he was …

Ireland – Is It But a Notion?

As the Catalan Independence movement is crushed for now by Spain, we remember the Irish declaration of 1919… the events of the …

To Carry a Hen When Walking

“Is trom Cearc i bhfad.” Translation: “A hen is heavy over a long distance.” Meaning: Something apparently easy may become difficult over …

When the Potatoes Did Not Grow

The dark tale of the Irish famine… republished on the site When the potatoes from the blight they did not grow And …

A Holy Book Proves No Shield

The death of Mahon, the King, who set a little too much faith in the Bible for protection! An old verse of …

Flickering Candles Foretell Death

A tradition of foretelling a death from North Longford… From the Irish Folklore Commission In days gone by a tradition old Of …

When Its Bad Manners to Say Thanks

The story of a ghost miller on Lough Gownas Inch Island From the Irish Folklore Collection On the waters of Gowna there …

Famine Food

What we dismiss as a weed Was once all there was to feed The hungry in a land of plenty Guarded by …