Colleen Posted February 29, 2004 Share Posted February 29, 2004 Irish Thought for the Day: You can accomplish more with a kind word and a shillelagh than you can with just a kind word. haha Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IrishG8s Posted February 29, 2004 Share Posted February 29, 2004 Have any of you guys heard the song Four green fields.!!!! It is a totally cool irish song. I love being Irish. -IG- Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Colleen Posted February 29, 2004 Share Posted February 29, 2004 Have any of you guys heard the song Four green fields.!!!! It is a totally cool irish song. I love being Irish. -IG- YES! i love that one. Check page 3 of this thread! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laudate_Dominum Posted March 1, 2004 Author Share Posted March 1, 2004 I'm thinking about buying a new hat and I was wondering what you lovely people thought of this one: http://www.quality-irish-gifts.com/cgi-bin...&catalogno=PRC5 Peace Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Colleen Posted March 2, 2004 Share Posted March 2, 2004 Cool! i love those caps. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Colleen Posted March 2, 2004 Share Posted March 2, 2004 if anybody's interested, they have some really nice ecards here for St. Patrick's day, complete with music and irish blessings and such. enjoy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cmotherofpirl Posted March 2, 2004 Share Posted March 2, 2004 On EWTN this week. Remember you can watch ewtn on your computer. THE EDGE OF EUROPE (60:00) As the early Christian monks migrated to Ireland over 1500 years ago, they moved away from the Kerry coast and in-land to the most remote areas in the Irish countryside. This documentary examines the lives of the monks, the history of each monastery, and their perseverance despite the many struggles they endured. The monasteries of Skellig Michael, Ballinskelligs Abbey, and Cill Reilig are some of the world's most famous heritage site in Ireland. Saturday March 6, 2004 8:00 PM Tuesday March 9, 2004 3:00 AM Thursday March 11, 2004 1:00 PM Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laudate_Dominum Posted March 2, 2004 Author Share Posted March 2, 2004 that's so cool Cmom!! I wish I had a tv. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Colleen Posted March 2, 2004 Share Posted March 2, 2004 that's so cool Cmom!! I wish I had a tv. you can watch it online. Go here Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laudate_Dominum Posted March 2, 2004 Author Share Posted March 2, 2004 you're a life saver Colleen! I will be sure to watch that. Thanks Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeraMaria Posted March 2, 2004 Share Posted March 2, 2004 On EWTN this week. Remember you can watch ewtn on your computer. THE EDGE OF EUROPE (60:00) As the early Christian monks migrated to Ireland over 1500 years ago, they moved away from the Kerry coast and in-land to the most remote areas in the Irish countryside. This documentary examines the lives of the monks, the history of each monastery, and their perseverance despite the many struggles they endured. The monasteries of Skellig Michael, Ballinskelligs Abbey, and Cill Reilig are some of the world's most famous heritage site in Ireland. Saturday March 6, 2004 8:00 PM Tuesday March 9, 2004 3:00 AM Thursday March 11, 2004 1:00 PM COOL!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks, cmom....i'll have to find a way to watch it online.... :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laudate_Dominum Posted March 4, 2004 Author Share Posted March 4, 2004 Kiltartan Legend Penelope pulls home Rogue-lord, artist, world wanderer, Simply by sitting in a house, It's sturdy genious; Of all sirens the most dangerous. She'll sit them out, The curious wonders, the ventriloquial voices, Spacious landfalls, the women, bed in the blue; Her oceanography The garden pond, her compass a knitting needle. The arc-lamped earth, she knows, Will burn away and she Still potter among her flowers waiting for him; Apollo runs before Touching the blossoms, her unborn sons. Knitting, unknitting at the half heard Music of her tapestry, afraid Of the sunburned body, the organs, the red beard Of the unshipped mighty male Home from the fairy tale; Providing for him All that's left of her she ties and knots Threads everywhere; the luminous house Must hold and will Her trying warlord home. Will she know him? Dignity begs the question that must follow. She bends to the web where her lord's face Glitters but has no fellow And humbly, or most royally, adds her own. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Laudate_Dominum Posted March 4, 2004 Author Share Posted March 4, 2004 [b]Shancoduff[/b] My black hills have never seen the sun rising, Eternally they look north towards Armagh. Lot's wife would not be salt if she had been Incurious as my black hills that are happy When dawn whitens Glassdrummond chapel. My hills hoard the bright shillings of March While the sun searches in every pocket. They are my Alps and I have climbed the Matterhorn With a sheaf of hay for three perishing calves In the field under the Big Forth of Rocksavage. The sleety winds fondle the rushy beards of Shancoduff While the cattle-drovers sheltering in the Featherna Bush Look up and say: "Who owns them hungry hills That the water-hen and snipe must have forsaken? A poet? Then by heavens he must be poor." I hear and is my heart not badly shaken? [b]Stony Grey Soil[/b] O stony grey soil of Monaghan The laugh from my love you thieved; You took the the gay child of my passion And gave me your clod-conceived. You clogged the feet of my boyhood And I believed that my stumble Had the poise and stride of Apollo And his voice my thick-tongued mumble. You told me the plough was immortal! O green-life-conquering plough! Your mandril strained, your coulter blunted In the smooth lea-field of my brow. You sang on steaming dunghills A song of coward's brood, You perfumed my clothes with weasel itch, You fed me on swinish food. You flung a ditch on my vision Of beauty, love and truth. O stony grey soil of Monaghan You burgled my bank of youth! Lost the long hours of pleasure All the women that love young men. O can I still stroke the monster's back Or write with unpoisened pen His name in these lonely verses Or mention the dark fields where The first gay flight of my lyric Got caught in a peasant's prayer. Mullahinsha, Drummeril, Black Shanco - Wherever I turn I see In the stony grey soil of Monaghan Dead loves that were born for me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cmotherofpirl Posted March 4, 2004 Share Posted March 4, 2004 [url="http://www.dobhran.com/greetings/GRinspire152.htm"]http://www.dobhran.com/greetings/GRinspire152.htm[/url] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Colleen Posted March 4, 2004 Share Posted March 4, 2004 That's so cool cmom! Here's another Irish thought for the day: [b]A family of Irish birth will argue and fight, but let a shout come from without, and see them all unite.[/b] :knockout: :group: :hearts: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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