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2020-04-05 22:12
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lighting during, because Our Blessed Lady is supposed [crossed out: "to"] visit every house on that night.
On Little Christmas Night twelve small candles are lit. Every member of the family has a special candle. Whichever candle quenches first. the person whom that candle represents is supposed to be the first to die.
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2020-04-05 22:10
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You could kill it before or after the feast.
November's Night is a night of great enjoyment for young and old. On that night the custom is to roast beans and nuts. They also dive for apples on that night. The woman of the house makes a cake and puts a ring a thimble, a match and a sixpence into it.
It is a customary thing to kill some fowl for St. Martin. The fowl is generally killed before the feast If anything was dying you could cure it by drawing some of the blood for St. Martin, that is, to kill it for the feast of St. Martin.
On Xmas Day the little children get up early to see what Santa Claus has brought them, because Santa Claus is supposed to visit every house on that night On Christmas Night a large candle is lit in every house The candle is often left
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2020-04-05 22:05
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This is done because long ago. the people had nothing else to celebrate the feast except by eating eggs. In olden times every person got up to see the sun dancing in the sky. This custom has nearly died out at the present time.
On Easter Monday the people never work in clay This is a customary thing on the present day.
Most people lock the cowhouses on May Night, because on that night people who use pissíogs could take the butter from the cows.
St. John's Night is a night when young and old gather together in a public place and light a bonfire in honour of St. John. The farmers also gets a sheaf of straw and lights it. They carry this all over the farm. In some places where sticks are scarce every person brings a bag of turf This is a customary thing all over the district now-a-days
The custom is to kill some fowl for Michaelmas
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 22:00
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there were a great many weddings during Shrove. The custom was to keep a goose to send to the wedding where you would be invited. If it happened that you were not invited to any wedding the goose would be eaten on Shrove Tuesday On this night they also made pancakes and eat them. This night was called "Pancake Night."
During Lent the custom was to fast from anything you like such as sweets.
Ash Wednesday was a day of sorrow long ago. On that day they used throw ashes on their heads to do penance for their sins.
On Chalk Sunday the custom was to chalk the unmarried people. This custom is yet practised, but in many places the married are chalked as well as the unmarried.
On Good Friday people generally sow potatoes. because anything you sow on that day is sure to grow.
The custom on Easter Sunday is to eat eggs.
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2020-04-05 21:56
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On St. Bridget's Day long ago the little girls used dress in old clothes, and go around from house to house looking for presents. They used carry with them a doll. and when they used enter every house they used say:- "Here is St. Bridget dressed in white, give us something to honour the night." The doll was called a "Brigid Óg This old custom has died out, but there is another custom. still carried on. This is to nail a piece of wood in the form of a cross to the rafter In many places the cross is made from barley straw This was done to dedicate the house to St. Bridget during the next twelve months.
Patrick's Day the custom is to wear the shamrock, because St. Patrick made use of the shamrock to explain the Mystery of the Trinity. This is practised all over Ireland at the present time
Long ago
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 21:48
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M'ainm Féin —
Máire Ní Ḟlannċaiḋ.
Baile na Móna.
An Tobar.
Co. an Ċláir
An té a tug an t-aḋḃar san dom:–
Michael Monahan.
Rathorpe.
Tubber.
Co. Clare.
Age 60 Years
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 21:43
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There is a fort situated near Crossford Co. Galway. The name of it Lisín.
The shape of it is round. There is a little hedge of bushes on the right side of it. There is a big hole in the middle of it. No one ever entered it. There is water in it.
One time there was a man ploughing the little field where the fort was and every scribe he ploughed it turned back again and if he stayed ploughing yet in the field he could not plough it. The Danes made some of them as a protection from other people. The people consider them very unlucky. Sometimes there is a black cat minding them and other times there is a dog or a fairy man minding them. There is a white dog minding Lisín.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 21:36
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When was beef the highest?
A. When the cow jumped over the moon
What man wears the biggest hat?
A. The man with the biggest head
What is most like a cat looking out through a window?
A. Another cat looking in
As round as a rainbow. as flat as a pan. one side a woman, and the other a man.
A. A penny
What part of a cow goes out the gap first?
A. Her breath
As round as an apple, as deep as a cup. and all the men in Derry, would not pull it up
A A well
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 21:32
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How many sides in a jug?
A Two. inside and outside
What is that which no one wishes to have. and yet no one wishes to lose?
A. A bald head
How do you spell blind pig?
A. P. G. without an I.
What four letters would frighten a thief?
A. O. I. C. U. (Oh I see you)
As I was going over London Bridge. I met a London scholar. He drew off his hat. and drew off his coat, now guess me the name of the scholar
A Andrew
Old mother wither, she has but one eye. and a very long tail. which she lets fly, and every time she goes out a gap, a bit of her tail gets caught in the trap.
A. A needle and thread
Why is the letter B like a fire?
A. Because it makes oil boil
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 21:25
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How many cow's tails would reach the moon?
A. One if it was long enough
Where was Moses. when the light went out?
A. In the dark
The priest and his sister, the Minister and his wife went out looking for eggs. they found a nest and four eggs in it. they brought one each and left one. how could that be?
A. The priest's sister was married to the minister. and because there were only three in it
Why does a hen cross the road?
A. Because she wants to get to the other side
How many wells would make a river?
A. One if it was big enough
Why does B come before C?
A. Because we must be before we can see
How can you learn to value money?
A. Try to borrow some
How many peas in a pint?
A. One P.
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2020-04-05 20:26
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In came two legs carrying one leg. left it down on three legs. up jumped four legs. ran away with one leg. off went two legs carrying three legs to pelt it after four legs. to bring back one leg
A. A man came in with a leg of mutton left it down on a three legged stool, the dog came in and ran away with the leg of mutton. off went the man with the stool. to pelt it after the dog to bring back the leg of mutton
'Tis around the kitchen all day, and in the corner at night
A. The twig
My father gave me seeds to sow. the seeds were black. riddle me that. and I'll give you a pint
A. Pen. ink. and paper
'Tis in in the day. and out in the night
A. The latch of the door
What is the last thing you take off at night?
A. Your feet off the ground
Where was Moses when he was lighting his pipe?
A. Behind it
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-05 20:21
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What is the smallest bridge in the world?
A. The bridge of your nose
I have a little sister called peepety-peep. She is under the water. be it ever so deep
A. A star
Why does a hen pick a pot?
A. Because she could not lick it
Why does a cow look over the wall?
A. Because she could not look under it
As I was running. a thing I found. and for to find it. I then sat down. and if I found it I would throw it away. but when I did not find it I kept it all day
A. A thorn in your foot
Four legs standing, two legs hanging. and four legs lying in a press
A. A man riding in a mare in foal
Two hookers. two crookers, four bellybanders, and a whipper
A. a cow
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2020-04-04 22:44
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hat, I often sing when I am hot, now guess my name from that
A A kettle
I have a little house, and a mouse wouldn't fit in it. and all the men in Derry wouldn't count all the windows in it
A. A thimble
As I went up a boreen, and I carried the boreen in my back
A. A ladder
What is that can't be mended?
A. The break of day
What is the difference between a cooper, and a cobbler?
A. One keeps in water. and the other keeps out water
What is full of holes, and yet holds water?
A. A sponge
Why does a man sneeze three times?
A. Because he can't help it
Why is a toffee like a race-horse?
A. The more you. lick it the faster it goes
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2020-04-04 22:39
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A. A grave
What is the difference between a school-master. and an engine-driver?
A. One trains the mind. and the other minds the train
If a man fell off a ladder. what would he fall against
A. His will
Why is a dead ass like a narrow road?
A. Because he has no breadth
Long legs. crocked thighs. a small head and no eye
A. A tongs
There was a fiddler in Ireland. that had a brother a fiddler in England. and the fiddler in England had no brother a fiddler in Ireland
A. It was a sister
I looked out through the hole of the wall, and I saw twenty five devils rooting the earth
A. A harrow
A shinning face. a long. long nose. a funny little
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2020-04-03 23:59
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As round as a rainbow, teeth like a cat, guess what you like. but you won't guess that
A. A briar
Two Ns. two Os an L and a D. put them together and spell them for me
A. London
As I was going out a slippery gap. I met a man with a red cap. a stick in his hand. a stone in his throat. guess me this riddle, and I'll give you a goat
A. A haw
All patches. no stitches, riddle me that. and I'll give you a pair of breeches
A. A head of Cabbage
What is a thing that never takes its hands off its face?
A. The clock
What is full of panes. and can't feel them?
A. A window
Its deep. and its damp, and its green over bank. and its fit for the Queen to be in it
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-03 23:45
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what would a ton of coal come to?
A. Ashes
What is the way to make your coat last?
A. Make your waist-coat first
As I was going out a slippery gap. I met my Uncle Tady. I cut off his head and left his body easy
A. A head of cabbage
What turns without moving?
A. Milk when it turns sour
Why is a dog's tail like the middle of a tree?
A. Because it is the farthest away from the bark
If you shot at twelve birds, and killed two how many would remain
A. Two. the rest would fly away
Iron nose. steel toes, and upon my word she'll frighten the crows
A. A Gun
Its black and white and read all over
A. The news-paper
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2020-04-03 23:41
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longer she stands the shorter she grows
A. A candle
Niddy Noddy two heads, and one body
A A barrel
What is it you must keep after giving it to another?
A Your word
What has ears but cannot hear
A. Corn
What has feet, but cannot walk?
A. A yard
What has hands, but cannot feel?
A. A clock
Add one to nine, and make it twenty
A. IX cross the one, and it makes XX
What is it that lives in Winter, dies in Summer and grows with its root upwards?
A. An icicle
If the fire-grate, and the fire-irons cost £10
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-03 23:38
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Once in a minute twice in moment and never in a thousand years
A. The letter m
What has four legs. and can fly?
A. Two birds
Forty white horses on a red hill now they go now they go. now they stand still
A Teeth
Abraham. King of the Jews spell that in four letters and I'll give you a pair of shoes
A. That
Why was Noah like a hungry cat
A. Because he was forty days, and forty nights without finding Ararat (E'er a rat)
How many sticks go to the building of a crow's nest?
A. None — they are all carried
What grows bigger the more you take from it?
A. A hole
Little Miss Etticoat in her white Petticoat, the
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-03 23:33
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that you are my father, and I'm not your son
A. The child was his daughter
What was cut in the wood, and sounds in the town, and earns its master many a pound?
A. A fiddle
Why is the letter "f" like a cow's tail?
A. Because it is at the end of beef
Two brothers went into a graveyard. one of them said "I will kneel down and say a prayer for my father, because he is dead: and the other one said, "I will not kneel down to say a prayer because he is living." how could that be.
A. They were Christian Brothers
What has four legs. and only one foot?
A. A bed
It never was nor it never will be look at your hand. and you'll plainly see
A. None of your fingers are the same length
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-03 23:29
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A riddle, a riddle, a farmer's fiddle, alive at the two ends, and dead in the middle
A. A man ploughing
What is steeper than hell?
A. A tailor's thimble, because there is no bottom in it
Where was Dan O'Connell going when he was thirty five years?
A. He was going into his thirty sixth year
Why can't a person get to the end of the world?
A. Because it is round
A bannock of bread, and a sheet full of crumbs
A. The moon and stars
I washed my hands in water, that never did rain or run, and dried them in a towel, that never was wrought or spun
A. I washed them in the dew, and dried them to the sun
Says the child to its father how does it come
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-03 23:25
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What makes more noise under a gate than a pig?
A. Two pigs
Under the water, and over the water, and never tips the water
A. A woman crossing a bridge with a pail of water on her head
On what side of a jug is the handle?
A. On the outside
As round as an apple, as plump as a ball can climb the church over steeple and all
A. The sun
What goes round the wood, and round the wood, and never gets into the wood?
A. The fence
What always walks with its head down?
A The nail of your boot
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-04-03 23:13
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Murrough and his men entered the Caṫair and put all but four to the sword. These four, father and three sons were saved for a little because they possessed a secret the Gael desired; the secret of distilling or brewing a favourite beverage from the mountain heather.
Tradition says that the four knew the secret but that the father vehemently declared that he alone possessed it. Believing this the Vengeful Gaels killed the three sons whereupon the father exulted for now the secret was locked in him alone and he knew no torture would drag it from him. He died without revealing it.
To this day the people of the locality believe that the Danes buried a vast treasure beneath the Caṫair and elsewhere (p.48) an account of at least one attempt to discover the treasure is recorded.
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2020-04-03 23:12
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Murrough and his men entered the Caṫair and put all but four to the sword. These four, father and three sons were saved for a little because they possessed a secret the Gael desired; the secret of distilling or brewing a favourite beverage from the mountain heather.
Tradition says that the four knew the secret but that the father vehemently declared that he alone possessed it. Believing this the Vengeful Gaels killed the three sons whereupon the father exulted for now the secret was locked in him alone and he knew no torture would drag it from him. He died without revealing it.
To this day the people of the locality believe that the Danes buried a vast treasure beneath the Caṫair and elsewhere (p.48) an account of at least one attempt to discover the treasure is recorded.
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2020-04-03 23:12
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Lios na Liogán : Lying S.W. of the Village this is perhaps the best situated townland in the Parish. Its name comes from two large pillars that stand in T.J. Lillis' farm.
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2020-04-03 03:53
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Cluain an Ġaḃláin :- A forked river gives the townland its name.
Houses long ago 8 (?) Now — 7.
Ruins — 1
Most Common Name — Mungovan
People over 70 years — 3.
1. Mrs. Griffen, Clonigolane, Kilmihil —
[the next two entries enclosed within a bracket at whose point is written: "Brother + Sister":]
2. Kate Griffen, [Clonigolane, Kilmihil — ]
3. Michael Griffen [Clonigolane, Kilmihil — ]
Rivers :- Clonigolane River.
Lakes :- None.
Forts :- 1 in Mr. Griffen's (B.L.) farm
Land :- Mixed. Boggy on the Boulnamweal border, improving to North and West towards Kiltumper
Emigration :- Considerable some years ago.
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2020-04-03 03:46
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Baile na Míol :- The town land of the hares
No. of Houses long ago — 20. No. of houses now — 10
Ruins. — 2. (2 slated houses)
Most common name Reidy
People over 70 year. — 5
1. Margaret Mc Guane, Bowlinamweal, Kilmihil — No Irish
2. Susan Musichy [?] [Bowlinamweal, Kilmihil — No Irish]
3. Michael O'Dea [Bowlinamweal, Kilmihil — No Irish]
4. Mary O'Dea [Bowlinamweal, Kilmihil — No Irish]
5 Mary McMahon [Bowlinamweal, Kilmihil — No Irish]
Rivers : None. Small streams
Lakes : None.
Forts :- None.
Land :- Mixed: Bad and Good lying side by side. Much "Mountain" (local term for wet land producing turf, heather and coarse grass) No trees.
Emigration :- Considerable years ago.
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2020-04-03 02:56
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Grey Grove — Grán Riaḃaċ. The place is said to have been densely wooded less than 150 years ago.
No. of Houses long ago — 24. No. of houses now — 20.
Ruins — 4. (3 slated houses)
Most common name — Mc Mahon
People over 70. — 6.
1. Mrs. Breen, Greygrove, Kilmihil No Irish.
2. Mr. Mc Carthy, [Greygrove, Kilmihil] No Irish.
[The next two entries bracketed; at the point, "Man and wife":]
3. Mr. Mc Namara [Glenmore, Kilmihil — No Irish]
4. Mrs. Mc Namara (nee Russell) [Glenmore, Kilmihil — No Irish]
5. Mrs. Mc Carthy, Grey Grove [Kilmihil — No Irish]
6. Mrs. Flynn [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — Irish Stories.
Rivers :- The Graun (Grán) River
Forts :- 4.
Lakes :- None
Land :- mixed; soft and boggy in the valley with Good Soil Along the slopes.
Emigration :- Considerable some years ago, almost every family having at least one member in America. Young girls now going to England
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2020-04-02 21:56
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Lios Bán :–
C. 1850 A.D. — 10 houses Now. — 3 houses.
Since 1850 two slated houses have been built. The occupants of the other houses (9) were evicted.
Ruins — 2.
Townland owned by Thomas Hayes who is not native to the place.
People over 70 — none.
Rivers :- The Cree River (more properly the Cahermurphy river as it does not get the name "Cree" until it emerges from Castlepark lake more than a mile further West than Lisbawn) Two pools in this river Poll Ċailiín : Poll Tailliúra.
Lakes : None.
Forts : 1 Lios Bán : round : earth.
Land : Poor; large tracts of bog ; low and liable to floods : soil black and boggy. Some small hills with fairly good soil.
Emigration :- None in memory.
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2020-04-02 21:51
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Gleann Mór — Glenmore.
No. of Houses long ago — 28. No. now — 26. (8 slated)
No Ruins standing.
Most common name — King
People over 70 — ["6" struck out in pencil; in pencil:] 7
1. Pat King, Glenmore, Kilmihil — No Irish.
2. John McMahon, [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — No Irish.
3. Mrs Coughlan, [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — Irish Stories.
4. Charles McCarthy [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — No Irish.
5. James Kearney [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — No Irish.
6. Tom McGuane [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — No Irish.
7. Mrs. Considine [Glenmore, Kilmihil] — Irish sayings, poems
Rivers :- 3 Small streams converging to one near Clonigolane school to form Clonigolane river.
Lakes : none
Forts :
Land :- Poor. Hilly; and boggy soil.
Emigration :- Large numbers went to America in years gone by., Emigration to England at present light
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2020-04-02 21:24
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Knock-more — Cnoc Mór.
Number of houses long ago — 10 Number now — 8 (2 slated)
Ruins — 2.
Most common name — Coughlan
People over 70. — 2.
1. Daniel Kenny, Knockmore No Irish.
2. Mary Coughlan, Knockmore No Irish.
Rivers :- A number of Small streams. The Grán River flows through part of Knock more.
Lakes : Knock more Lake in Haugh's land.
Forts :- 1. Situated near the public road in Michael Kenny's land this fort is said to be haunted by women dressed in white.
Land: Bog in the Valley, Hard ground, red in parts, in the hills and uplands.
Emigration :- A large number went to America years ago. Emigration now to England remarkably heavy
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2020-04-02 20:32
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The following notes have been gathered from the pupils books, as being a more convenient form to record the information
Kiltumper : Cill Tumpair:
Number of Houses long ago — 16. Number of Houses now. 14.
Ruins of Houses still to be seen — 2.
Most common name — Breen.
People over 70. — 4.
1. Mrs. Mc Mahon, Kiltumper, Kilmihil, Ennis. She can tell Irish stories
2. Mrs. Brogan, Kiltumper, Kilmihil. No Irish
3. Mrs. Breen, [Kiltumper, Kilmihil] No Irish
4. Mrs. Mc Namara [Kiltumper, Kilmihil] No Irish.
Rivers: 2. Clonigolane River : Cahermurphy River.
Forts: 3. 1 Cromlech Tumper's Grave.
Land: Fair to middling. No woods. Bog with hard ground on the slopes
Emigration:- Many people emigrated to America in years gone by
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2020-04-02 20:25
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The belief is (again Mr. O Gorman is my Source) that two ancient warriors (either Finn and a comrade or Cú Ċulainn and a rival) standing on the Kerry Side of the Shannon threw the pillars across as a trial of strength.
Cluain na Cille : or Cluain na Coille as some suggest. This latter form does not appeal to me as there is no great evidence of the woods here while there is every evidence of a ruin or foundations not unlike an early church and cells.
Doheer : I give an English spelling as I have failed to discover a satisfactory Irish form. The place lies east of Cahermurphy school and is bounded by Cahermurphy and bailey na bfód.
Do ṫír? : Deaġ ṫír? : ? — ṫaír?
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2020-04-02 20:13
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Murrough and his men entered the Caṫair and put all but four to the sword. These four, father and three sons were saved for a little because they possessed a secret the Gael desired; the secret of distilling or brewing a favourite beverage from the mountain heather.
Tradition says that the four knew the secret but that the father vehemently declared that he alone possessed it. Believing this the Vengeful Gaels killed the three sons whereupon the father exulted for now the secret was locked in him alone and he knew no torture would drag it from him. He died without revealing it.
To this day the people of the locality believe that the Danes buried a vast treasure beneath the Caṫair and elsewhere (p.48) an account of at least one attempt to discover the treasure is recorded.
Lios na Liogán : Lying S.W. of the Village this is perhaps the best situated townland in the Parish. Its name comes from two large pillars that stand in T.J. Lillis' farm.
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2020-04-02 20:06
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cover to the attackers who lay in wait a day and a night within hailing distance of the Danish Stronghold, without however getting a favourable opportunity of making a surprise attack.
Near the spot where later a hedge school flourished and further down the hill than Cahermurphy school lived an Irish servant of the Danes. He was married, had one child and barely enough to live on. Whether it was that the Danes were cruel masters or the man himself an inhuman monster the story goes that being desperately short of food one morning he ordered his wife under pain of death to kill and cook the child for his evening meal. Now this happened just when Brian's Soldiers were hiding in the forest in the Valley below. A scout from the Dál Glais chanced the way and stepping into the boián of the servant mentioned above, found the young wife weeping bitterly. Upon learning the cause of her Grief he at once made haste to his own camp and quickly returned with plenty of food — the grateful wife revealed the secret way into the Danes fortress and that night when only the Sentries or guards were awake
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2020-04-02 19:19
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Caṫair Na Murcaḋa :- The Murphys still live in Cahermurphy though their numbers are diminishing and their possessions likewise. Mr. O Gorman, N.T. Coore, Miltown Malbay, whom I have quoted elsewhere more than once, says that Murrough Son of Brian Boru led an expedition into the locality against the Danes who were strongly encamped in a [underlined:]stone fort or Caṫair in the locality. The remains of this Caṫair are still clearly marked and give the name Caher Hill to the abrupt mound that lies west of Cahermurphy school. Below this hill by the way, are two round fairly large pools in the bog whose origin is ascribed to some ancient giant who jumped from Caher hill and left two mighty footprints in the bog beneath. In one of these too a barrel of gold is said to lie awaiting discovery.
To return to the Danes of the Caṫair and the invading forces of Murrough: it is said that the hill and level land round about was thickly wooded at the time (and there is ample evidence of the truth of this) thereby affording splendid
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2020-04-02 02:40
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so long ago it would have been possible to travel through Grey Grove and across neighbouring town lands without stepping on the ground. The place was once thickly wooded though nothing now remains except the name and the submerged trunks in the bogs to remind the people of Grey grove of lost wealth and beauty.
Baile na ḃfód : Local pronunciation :- "buaille". Situated in the heart of the bog the name whether it be "baile" or "buaille" is easily understood.
Cnoc Mór 7 Cnoc beag :- Self explanatory.
Líós Bán :- The townland is owned by Thomas Hayes, Cattle-dealer. An old earthen fort in one of the fields gives the town land its name.
Of other townlands in the Parish I venture to add a few with a few items of tradition which may not be unearthed by others.
Cill Ṁiċíl :- Under Holy Wells a full history of this place name will be found.
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2020-04-02 02:11
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Gleann Mór
Cluain an Ġaḃláin
Cill Túmpair
Baile na Míol
Grán Riaḃaċ
Baile (Buaille?) na ḃfód
Cnoc Mór
Cnoc beag
Lios Bán
[written at the point of a bracket which encloses all the foregoing names:] From these, which are only part of the parish, the children attend Clonigolane School.
Gleann Mór :- The name is self explanatory.
Cluain an Ġaḃláin :- Two streams meet near the school hence the name.
Cill Túmpair :- Generally translated as Tumper's Grave, Tumper being, according to local tradition a giant of olden times. Very little is really known of Tumpar if indeed anything. A cromlech is in the townland and is supposed to mark the "Grave".
Baile na Míol :- As well stocked with hares today as when it got its name. Pr. bailie cf. baile na ḃfód
Grán Riaḃaċ : (Grey Grove) It is held locally that not
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2020-04-01 21:47
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The foregoing names of fields and hills have been noted from the pupils copies and were supplied by the owners of the farms.
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2020-04-01 21:46
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Hills:- The Moot; the mountainy moot; the fir (furze?) hill.
River: the river in the farm has two deep pools called Poll Cailín and Poll Táiluíra; in the first a girl was drowned and in the second a tailor.
Farm: Joe Griffen; Glenmore; Kilmihil,
"An Cnoc Dóire"; [reason for this name not clear. Probably due to old-time practice of "skinning" the land and burning the "skin" for manure or fertilizer.
The Páircín; the Ray (Re: Raeḋ?] the Iartaċ (a low meadow) the strang (small meadow); Túirín Thomas, a name Given to a large rock on this farm and said to mark the place of burial of a giant called Túirín Thomas. This explanation is doubtful as Túirín amongst the people here generally means the small living given to a younger son on the division of the farm at the father's death or marriage of the eldest son. Túirín is obviously diminutive of Túr or Tuar; which word occurs in the naighbourhood of Glenmore in the place-name Tuar an Ṁeidg.
Farm: Andrew Reidy, Baile na Míol; Kilmihil.
The páirc; the bull field; the garrḋa; the paircín; the "isle" (?) [has a river on either side]; the garrḋa lugliġ, a good grazing meadow; the corraċs and garrḋa a' strapa; the inch; the Raeḋ ḃeag; the hollow; croc an sírd
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2020-04-01 21:07
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Farm: Peter Donnellan, Kiltumper, Kilmihil.
The acre; The Páircín beag; The clover field: The Ray (Raeḋ?) The Western Meadow; The haggard; The Green fields; The Gáirdín Duḃ.
Farm: McCarthy; Knockmore, Kilmihil.
An Gort Fada: The level field; the Water field; the low field. A hill in the farm is called "The Spleenk."
Farm:- William Reidy, Grey Grove, Kilmihil.
An Ṗáirc ḃeag; the square field; the Inch [beside a river]; the Ray (Raeḋ?); the high meadow. Two hills on the farm, "the high hill" and "the Scregg".
Farm: T Murphy, Greygrove, Kilmihil.
The black meadow; Peg's Cross; the fort; "the Scregg".
Farm. Tim O Dea, Glenmore, Kilhihil.
The long field or Páirc Ḟada; the inch; Fennel's Garden [Got its name from an old man named Fennel who lived in the inch years ago].
Farm: Tim. King, Glenmore, Kilmihil.
Neill's haggard; Tomaisín's field; the rushy field; the hill field.
Farm. T. Hayes, Liosbán.
Gort na H-Ínse; the fort field; the long field; the corraċ; the bull field; the new field; the quarry field; the black garden;
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2020-04-01 20:40
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These notes on schools and teachers have been collected from
Mr. T. O Gorman x N.T.,
Mount scott, Miltown Malbay
Age. 69 Born: Dromin, Kilmurry Ibrickaen
and from his brother
Mr. Michael O Gorman, Farmer
Mount Scott, Miltown Malbay
Age. 66 Born: Dromin, Kilmurry Ibrickane.
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2020-04-01 20:38
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Hurley and demanded his money. Hurley said he had the money in the heel of his boot which was somewhat tight for his foot. He lay on the ground and asked the buyer to pull off the tight boot. When he tried to do so the whole leg came away with him and being thoroughly frightened he ran away leaving Hurley to continue his way home in peace.
This remarkable school-master could spread a deck of cards on the table and with one word make them rise to the rafters where they would stay until ordered to descend.
When paying a short Visit to the Meades of Knockanalban one evening (Meades still live in the house in question) Hurley was pressed to stay and partake of a cow's head which was boiling in a big pot over the fire. He was in a hurry and would have declined the invitation but they urged him to wait. At last when matters were going against him he got his way through the cow's head bellowing fearfully in the pot. Everybody in the house ran out and Hurley was free to go where he wished
Note: It seems that in the locality they Consider as "freemasons" those who in other places would be regarded as wizards or possessed. Anyone displaying remarkable powers is Said "to have the freemason".
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2020-04-01 20:29
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In the foregoing notes it has been said that Ned McMahon was "uncle to the remarkable Fitz patrick family" of Kilmihil. This family is remarkable in so much as the eldest son now living in Dublin, Mr. J. Fitzpatrick Builder, can make out a very fair case for his claim to the earlship of Ossory.
The Fitz patricks always styled themselves "Gents", and had that inscribed on their tombs and graves. The story is worth recording and will be found further on.
Oileán Bán:- Mr. Hurley was the hedge-schoolmaster here. He taught also in Knockanalban, Miltown Malbay. He too was supposed to be a free mason and in support of this it is said he could light tow and put it into his mouth. He could also put a penny in another's mouth and recover the penny by shaking the other's trousers.
Once he sold two pigs at the fair of Kilmurry. The buyer drove his two pigs in front of him and all went well until they came to a stream when the pigs jumped the wall and plunged into the river. The buyer followed them but the moment they entered the water they were changed to rushes and they floated away. The infuriated buyer rushed back to Kilmurry and met
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2020-04-01 20:17
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They then undertook the arduous task of remodeling the graveyard. They cleared away the briars weeds and stones They repaired the ruins of the church and also the graves and tombs and the paths.
The Kilmihil graveyard is presently a model of neatness to all the graveyards of the county. Father O'Reilly is a model to all the curates of the county.
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2020-04-01 20:15
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There is a graveyard in Kilmihil called St Michael's. It is situated on a hill and slopes to the south and west. It contains some tombs and crosses but any stories are not told about them. In the centre of it are the ruins of a church. This church was built over four hundred years ago and was dedicated to St. Michael. Many people are buried within these ruins.
A few years ago the graveyard was a disgrace to the people of the parish whose friends were buried in it. It was bestrewn with stones and was covered with briars thistles and all kinds of weeds. It was in this state when a very energetic curate Father O'Reilly came to our parish He undertook the arduous task to build a shrine over St Michael's Well, that is in the vicinity of the graveyard "Which I have already mentioned in my notes"
He also erected an altar with the co-operation of the young men of the parish and a statue to Christ the King together with the stations of the cross. The people of the village voluntarily gave meals to the workers while the work was being done.
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2020-04-01 20:08
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charity, people often give food to the children.
They travel about in painted cars and have good many asses, sometimes they walk if they have only to go in short journeys. There is usually a crowd traveling from one place to another. but where they put up in some village the women separate with their own goods. The prayers they say when they enter a house are: — "God bless you mam and your children and will you give charity to a poor woman." and when leaving they say "may God and his blessed mother be with you and that you and your children may never be in need and I'l be praying for you," Other thanks they show, "that you may be seven times better when I'l see again. God save you mam and that the Lord may bless you and all belonging to you."
They sleep in tents by night or under the cars on the roadside usually in the outskirts of towns and villages. They spend all the money they collect in buying drink and sometimes they fight when they are drunk
Gipsys:— Another crowd known as Gipsys go about selling holy pictures and other small articles. They tell the people's fortunes and get money or charity for this. They travel in caravans and they are more respectable than the tinkers as they dont drink or fight.
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2020-04-01 20:00
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Tinkers. The Mc. Carthys and Caseys and Faulkners are the tinkers to be seen in our district. They come here whenever there is a fair being held and they remain for a few days. before and after the fair. Sometimes they come to sell tin vessels about the country, sometimes the people buy these vessels from them or if not they ask them for charity. They make the tin vessels themselves by the roadside. The people dont usually have any welcome for these people but they remain until they get some
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2020-03-31 21:31
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On Easter Sunday it is a custom in nearly every home to eat many eggs. The people get up early to see the sun rising as it is said that the sun dances when it is rising on this morning. Sometimes they sprinkle the Easter Water on the land this day so as that they would have good crops for the year.
St. John's Day. On St. John's Day children go about to collect sticks and they also get turf in the different houses. This night a bon-fire is lighted in memory of St. John and all the children come to this fire.
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2020-03-31 21:28
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May Day On May Eve every person used lock the door of the cow-house so that nobody could go into it and milk the cows and steal the butter The first person to go to the well that morning and bring water from it would have plenty of butter during the year. They used go out early in the morning and wash their faces in the dew and let the sun dry them so that the sun would not burn them during the Summer One of the family used go out and cut a piece of black-thorn and furze and bring them in as a token to welcome the Summer. They used put nails into the well and they would not give away milk without putting salt in it so no person would steal their luck.
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2020-03-31 21:25
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tea and eat only baker's bread.
On Chalk Sunday the children go around with chalk chalking those who were old enough to marry bud did not before lent
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2020-03-31 21:24
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with sticks breaking pipes but this custom has died out. Also on this day they used drown the shamrock that is they go into a public house drinking. this custom has also died out.
Shrove At this time many people used get married and be matchmaking. There were alway special [interlined with carat: "men"] for matchmaking and were known as matchmakers. They went out usually with a blackthorn stick and when they would meet some lady they would ask her about her fortune and if she would like to marry and they would tell her about the man they had for her. Then they would tell him and the match may or may not be carried on.
Shrove Tuesday. On this day long ago many used get married. On that night they used make a pancake and put a ring in it. Then when the pancake was made it was cut up everyone got a piece and it is said that whoever would get the ring would be married the first.
Ash Wednesday. The custom["s" struck out in red] on this day was to go to th church and put holy ashes on their foreheads and this custom is still practiced. Another custom is to drink black
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2020-03-31 21:09
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On St Stephen's Day the people used go in the wren. It was not only the children that went but the big people. On the evening before they went searching for the wren and if they caught one they would put it in a holly bush and it about with them in the wren when decorated with ribbons. Then they used dress in strange clothes and sometimes used go in disguise through the country each of them with a musical instrument. The people used usually give them money. Sometimes they [struck out in red: "used"] travel[added in red "led"] far away in cars. This custom is still practiced in this part of the country
St Bridgets Day the custom on this day was to dress a little doll with ribbons and little girls used go around with it to the houses collecting pennies. and they used say that they were for St Bridget. Also on the eve of that day they used make little timber crosses and put up in the house
St Patrick's Day Early [struck out in red: "in"] that morning they used go out in the fields to pick the shamrock and would wear it throughout the day. Long ago when clay pipes were used the children used go around with on that day
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2020-03-31 20:20
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beneath these stones but some people think it a fable.
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2020-03-31 20:19
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About three miles to the south of Kilmihil in the farm of Mr O Donoghue there are the ruins of a castle. It is said that there is gold to be found there. One time the owner of the farm had a man working in it and he found a pot of gold. When he found it he got excited and ran to tell his master. After some time he and his master returned to take the gold but it had disappeared.
Near our school is a very large heap of stones known as the [inserted within parentheses in irish script and another hand ? the schoolmaster's: "caṫair"] It is so very old that the people do not know what family lived there. It is said that there was a large castle there in the olden times. People say that gold is hidden
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2020-03-31 20:14
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of a road which still can be traced. It was he that buried the gold there.
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2020-03-31 20:13
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The majority of the people in this district do not believe that there are any hidden treasures to be located in the neighbourhood however some of them say that there is gold in some places.
There is a lake situated about one mile to the east of this school known as Knockalough lake. In this lake is an island where the ruins of a castle are to be seen and it is studded with trees. It is said that a family named Mc Mahon lived there in the olden times. This man was famous for his strength and he killed his wife and child with one blow. He got from the island to the mainland by means
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2020-03-27 05:05
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This year Rev. Fr OReilly has undertaken the task along with the co-operation of the people of the parish to build aTechnical school for the good of the young boys and girls of the parish and also a Parochial.
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2020-03-27 05:04
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There are two other small lakes in the parish one is in Cahermurphy and the other is in Knockmore The land in this parish is not very good especially to the north of it where it is very mountainous. Up to twenty years ago the surplus population of this parish emigrated to America to earn a livelihood {"there" struck out in ink]. Some succeeded very well there and gave a good education to their children which was denied to themselves at home. There was a ban put on emigration some time ago owing to the slump in America and the emigrant has to seek a living in England and in Scotland.
The only big river in the parish is a river that rises in Loch-na-mina lake and flows through the parish and enters the sea at Doonbeg.
There are about twenty farmers in this parish whose acreage allows them to keep twelve cows but the remainder of the farmers only keep from four to ten cows.
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2020-03-27 04:51
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After Mass one Sunday herself and her son went to the Parish priest and told him ab["o" has been interlined with a carat in pencil]ut her dream They went to the place she was shown, her son dug up the rushes and the water sp["r" has been interlined with a carat in pencil]ang up. She drank some of it and was cured. There was a Bishop cured there afterwards named Bishop Maloney.
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2020-03-27 04:48
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The Patron Saint of this Parish is Saint Michael the Archangel. There is a blessed well in the Parish dedicated to him. He has performed a lot of miracles for people that did rounds there.
Long ago, it was very hard to do the rounds there. but it is easy to do them there now. Long ago the people used do five long rounds and five short rounds around the graveyard. Then they would go into the old church and say their prayers there, and when they would be going they would leave money or something in the old church. The beggar women used genrally gather to the door of the church and collect money.
This is how the well came to be there. There was a widow named Mary O Gorman in Tullycrine, she had a disease called gout which she could not cure. She dreamt three nights in succession that Saint Michael told her go to Kilmihil, and that she would get rushes in a certain field there and when she would pull them up there would be water under them. He told her drink it and she would be cured.
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2020-03-27 04:43
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were frightened often, going past the "Cahir".
It is said that people were often frightened going past, "Tom Burne's" place. Light was very often seen there.
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2020-03-27 04:42
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two men thought to remove the stones and the fairies pulled them out of the bed.
Forts are very plentiful in this district. There is a fort in Lack East in Jim Shea's lands. The fort is round. There is a large mound of earth remarkable to some extent surrounding it. The fort is covered with bushes. Light is very often seen in this fort. The light shines like a ball. It travels a long hopping, sometimes very large. Noise is very often heard in it. No body interferes with it, because they say it is the home of the fairies. There is a fort at each side of it, about a quarter of a mile away. It is said that any one that ever interfered with it, something happened them. It is often said that people going past this fort were frightened. Two men of the neighbourhood were frightened passing it, they heard great laughing and singing and a crowd of men and women were seen in a car and passed them out. It is often people are put astray in the field near the fort. It is not known who owned this fort long ago. It is said that the ["Do" crossed out and enclosed in parentheses] Danes owned it.
There was a battle fought in the "Cahir" a few hundred years ago, there were a few men killed. It is said people
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2020-03-27 04:35
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The name of my town land is Lack West. The reason it was called Lack West is because it is stony and wet. It is so wet that a bird could not perch on it. There are twenty four or twenty five houses in Lack; there were not so many houses there long ago.
The people of long ago had certain paths for going to mass, they used call these paths — mass paths. One of these paths was going from the mail road through William Cotter's and our place. The mail road was made in the year 1823 and the other roads were made in the year 1849 or 1850. The mail road is from Ennis to Kilrush. One man who made one of these roads was "Golburn". Two or three years after he had the road made he came to a bridge in "Golburn", and wrote his name in the bridge and the date that the bridge was made that is the reason the place around it is called "Golburn".
There is a heap of stones in "Tom Burnes" place and the place is called "Cahir". There is another heap of stones in "Michael Kean's" place and it is called the "Cahir". It is not known whether it was a castle or a village that was there. The people of long ago said that if you removed the stones something would hapen you. It is said that
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2020-03-27 04:27
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for the departed would be recited. After that every one would [interlined with carat in ink: "get"] his supper. On the morning of the funeral the priest would come to say the corpse mass and he would bless earth for to shake in the grave.
Before they would order the coffin they would take the length and breadth of the corpse so that the coffin would be big enough. It was in the front door the coffin was brought and it had to [crossed out and placed in parentheses in ink: "get"] go out the same door. If the back door was open while it was coming in or going out, it was supposed to bring misfortune to the house. When the coffin would be placed in the grave and the earth filled in, a large stone would be placed on the top of the grave.
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2020-03-26 22:40
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There is gold supposed to be hidden in the island and a monster minding it. Some time ago John Daly and Sonny Kelly of Cragg went looking for it and when they were gone a certain depth they heard an empty sound like stones falling and they fled. It is said a woman is seen combing her hair on the shore of the island every fifty years.
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2020-03-26 22:38
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There are three old ruins in this district. The most important is the ruins of the old church at Kilmihil, which is situated in the centre of the grave yard, and is nearly two hundred years old. The alter and some of the inscriptions can still be traced. There are a good many people buried within its walls. Father O'Reilly had it repaired a few years ago. The next important ["ruin" interlined with carat in pencil] is the Castle at Castlepark which gives its name to the townland.
It is said the Danes lived there in the olden times. Long ago there used be a celebration held there every year to commemorate their departure. The feast used be held in the night time in the open air, and the best musicians and dancers would be procured. There used be tents there on that night selling refreshments also cakes sweets and candy. It is said that the O'Gorman family lived there.
There is an old ruin in the centre of Knockalough lake. It was inhabited by Turlough Ruadh McMahon and it is said that he killed his wife and child with one blow. It is also said that there was a road leading from the mainland in to that Island but it is now submerged.
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2020-03-26 21:59
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They are generally seen between twelve and one o clock.
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2020-03-26 21:59
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headless horses and a headless man with a coffin inside Sometimes it makes a very loud noise and isn't seen and other times it is seen and makes no noise. This is seen when someone in the house is going to die.
Once John Corbett was pasing ["ss" written above in pencil] an old house in Darragh where no body lived. He heard beautiful music inside so he went to the front door and the music went to the back and when he went to the back the music went to the front and it kept on that way for about a half-hour. Then John went to the broken window and looked in and a little fairy came to him and told him he would have trouble for a month. When he went home he fell ill and his daughter fell ill also and one of his best cows died and he had a lot of trouble for a month.
If a man built a house or cabin in the fairies path it would be knocked by night or the cattle or family would get a fever that wouldn't leave them.
Fairies are good living people. They are dressed in green coats and little red caps and little pointed shoes. It is not right to have anything to do with them. If a person met fairies he is supposed to pass them
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2020-03-26 21:53
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person only went outside the room door the plates were empty when he came in again. It is said that the fairies helped him to eat it.
Johnny O Neill is a man that is in league with the fairies also. Once he advertised a dance after his wife had died and when a few people were in the door swung open and they heard beautiful music. Then little men and women came in dancing and when Johnny turned to look at something the fairies vanished and all the people vanished also. And so they were going out the door Johnny's daughter called her mother and it is said it was how his wife changed into a fairy. Johnny says that the fairies go to him in crowds from the wood and sleep with him for the night and in the morning they are gone.
Once three men were going to a fair and as they were passing New hall cross, a little man dressed in green came before them and he had a big army of fairies behind him and he wouldn't let the cattle go that road. Although the three men tried their best to put them past them, in the end they had to go another road.
There is a fairy attached to some families called the beánshee, she is heard crying and lamenting before some one in that house is going to die.
There is a fairy coach called the "Cóiste boḋar". It is drawn by
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2020-03-26 20:51
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(VI)
An eglantine Island in the centre is placed
Where King Murrough held council when he conquered the Danes
The Clonina Nobles with Plutus did feast
And drank of the nectarine water of the Knockalough Lake
(VII)
The lakes of Killarney are in history famed
The Spas of Doonvarna are orally praised
The Kilkee salt water is the canto of Late
But appeal to the water of the Knockalough Lake
(VIII)
Magestic woodlands and buildings combined
The fertilized valleys could not be out vied
If Adam was placed there man would not die
The serpent though subtle could not Eve decoy
Reader please do not me censure
I write the above per-adventure
You will consider for My old age
That I never was a learned sage
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2020-03-26 20:43
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the trunk but his attention was taken from it and when he looked again it had disappeared.
About three years ago some boys went in to the Island on the lake and started to dig for the treasure that is supposed to be buried and after digging for some time they got tired of it and stopped.
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direction he went. He stated 'for sure' that he saw this tiny man pick up the money but where he went to he could not say.
He searched afterwards and had a woman in his company, and the assistance of other men but when nearing the hidden treasure they were frightened badly. It appears a great light shone on them which caused the woman to shriek and all were delighted to get safely away.
The old people believed that when an animal or object came to frighten them away when they were digging for treasure or Gold and that they sprinkled Holy water on them they were supposed to get the treasure
It is also believed that a little red man with yellow buttons on his jacket is seen every seven years where the hidden treasure is buried. This occurs every not far away from Lacken School in Michael Keane's land.
I have also heard that a trunk full of treasures with a chain tied on to it is seen every seven years in Knockalough lake, and I also heard that a man called Mc Golden saw
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2020-03-26 01:37
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obtain possession of the buts money. but unfortunately when reaching the spot or hidden treasure he was instantly put away by the approach of a fierce cat. He got terrified at the appearance of this Monster, and took to his heels glad to make his escape.
Where the treasure in Kiltumper is buried is just beside the Blessed well "Thumpars Well" about a quarter of a mile from the road. With regards to Kiltumper a story was told by Michael Cahill well known as Stanton. He died about a year ago God rest his soul, and from his own lips this is how the story ran in connection with "Thumper Gold."
He
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2020-03-26 01:32
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In the Parish of Kilmihill it has been said that Gold is hidden at Cahirhill and Kiltumper, these places having the name of being inhabited by the Danes in olden times. The story of Cahirhill has been long since talked of. It is about three hundred yards from the road in the townland of Cahirmurphy, and a few years ago some boys made an attempt to dig the mound but were prevented by the owner at the risk of any happenings that may follow.
It has been said that an old man long since dead had a peculiar dream that Gold was hidden in Cahirhill and he marked the spot in his mind and told the story to the Parish priest and prepared himself for the fight and general search. He found the exact spot with three underground passages leading to three lakes which can be seen in the vicinity. Two of these lakes are close to Cahirhill on the western side and the third is in Castlepark.
This man was old and his name is well known; he was titled "Pauricheen a Cahili" It has been said he made a great effort to
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2020-03-22 22:27
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the road. The well cures sore eyes. There is a big stone laid on four small stones and people who have sore backs go out under this stone three times. It has a number of people cured. A visit is paid there from the 15th of August to the 15th of September.
My grand father was dipping sheep once the sheep dip went into ["t" crossed out in ink]his eye causing it to swell as big as a turnip and there was intense pain. There were people in the place where he was dipping the sheep and they told him about the holy clay so he tried it and it cured him. From this until now the people of my place visit it.
Heard from my father
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2020-03-22 22:23
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Lessa well is situated about a hundred yards from Killronan Lake near Keadue in the Co. Roscommon. On the hill which over looks the well it is said that on top of this hill the well was at first and it changed to the bottom of the hill where it is now. Where it was at first there is a railing and a cross and under the cross there is a blessed clay which is supposed to cure diseases. Where the well is now [repeated at the beginning of a new line:] now there is a railing between it and
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2020-03-22 22:15
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hardly able to go home. This ghost was often seen going on horse back down as far as the bridge and many persons are very much afraid to pass the road at night for fear they would meet this apparition. It is said that a man from the village had his head cut off by Williams men because he fought for Sarsfield and that is his ghost
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2020-03-22 22:13
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The place known as the White Gates is situated about a mile to the south of the school and was before the local ranches were divided into residental holdings a very lonely district.
There is an old tradition that there is a very wicked gost. supposed to appear at a place called the White Gates a place near Clashaganny and the old people of the neighbourhood tell how often they saw it. One night how ever it happened that a man and his son passed this way and as they were passing an old elderberry bush that is growing by the side of the main road just at the begining of the hill a very strange man without a head accompanied them as far as those dreaded gates Before they could know where they were he disappeared. This man and his son were
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2020-03-19 17:11
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once of Edward O'Brien of the Inchiquin clan. He was married to Mary Mc Mahon, who was commonly known as Máire Rúad.
Ireland, owes much of its fame to these ancient castles and the romantic legends connected with them, and so this castle of Leminagh ranks amongst the most famous of them.
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2020-03-19 17:09
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One of the most historical, interesting yet ancient buildings still surviving in the parish of Kilfenora is Leminagh Castle.
This ruin is situated about two miles south-East of the village on the main road to Ennis. It is a magnifent structure of an Elizabethan Castle. At one entrance to it was a beautiful porch, which was later removed to an estate in East Clare, which it is still preserved.
The castle was also remarkable for its great fish-pond and its unique laid kitchen garden. In former days this was the resid-
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2020-03-19 17:05
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but their authenticity is often doubtful. However every Irish district has its own legends and is very proud to uphold them.
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2020-03-19 17:04
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Legends are traditions handed down from generation to generation by our ancestors for our benefit. Most of them are incredible but on the other hand some of them are worthy of belief. There is much legendary history connected with my locality but the one which appear most interesting to me is the following —
About a mile and a half from Kilfenora is situated in a farm stands a large cliff. By the side of this cliff there is an enormous cavity from sixty to ninety feet in depth called "Poul - na - Gollum"
Though the scene is rather wild it is very picturesque in Summer. A stream runs along at the bottom of the cliff and out along the land at the other side. On either side of the stream there is a clear flag on which is to be seen the print of a fish Tradition tells us that a Saint met fishermen one day. who had returned from fishing trout in the river. The saint asked them for some but they refused him. Immediately the saint became angry and instantly cursed the fish. more-over he stated that never again would fish be caught in that place. This is the reason that the print of a fish may be seen on the bare rock at the present day.
Some of these legends are beautiful
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2020-03-18 21:50
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It is an old custom in this parish to bring in the holly a day or two before Xmas Eve. It is placed in places around the house. The windows, fireplaces, and pictures are hung with sprigs of holly. Berry holly is much sought after, as it is considered a good sign of plenty for the coming year. On the 6th January or what is better known as "Little Xmas Day", this holly is taken down and thrown out, as it it a bad omen to leave holly in the house when Xmas is gone.
Where mistletoe is used for Xmas decoration, it is kept in the homes where there are eligible persons for matrimony. This is considered to bring them a favorable offer of marriage.
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2020-03-18 21:44
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the castle. One day he said to him "I would not like to come across Dr. Madden because I have orders to arrest him." The owner of the castle confided in him + said, "There is no fear that you will meet him as he is in hiding in my castle" Immediately afterwards Power had Dr Madden arrested. He was conveyed to Galway + executed shortly after in Eyre Square.
(Narrated by Michael Forde, Rahun. Loughrea)
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IN the parish near the Loughrea-Gort road is a townland called Kilasbuigmoylan. Local tradition says that a bishop called Dr Moylan was slain here in battle. Nothing is known about the battle — when, why or between whom it was fought. Some years ago a large quantity of human bones were found there some years ago by a man who was digging in a field.
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Near Killconieran[?] church, in the downland of Moyode is a hillock called Cnocán a Ṗobal. All that is known about it is that mass was celebrated there during the Penal Times
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In the townland of Glenatallon + on a hill called Cnoc an t Scépéal are the ruins of a building which was used as a church + school about 120 years ago.
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2020-03-18 21:34
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finished since that time and it is about a hundred years ago. No thorns ever grew on the bush.
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There is a fort in the townland of Caherhenryho where mass is said to be celebrated in the Penal Times About four or five years ago a man found a piece of a wax candle hidden under the mass-stone. The candle is much discolored now + the wax in it is very hard — This candle is in the possession of Patrick Carty, Caherhenryhoe, Loughrea.
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An old man — Martin Slivin of Clost[illegible owing to fold of page] born in 1830 + died in 1932 heard that Father Head when in this parish always wore a lay collar as disguise
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In the downland of Cloonas are the ruins of an old Norman castle. About two hundred years ago it was owned + occupied by a protestant. ["named" crossed out in ink] At that time he kept in hiding in his castle Dr Madden P.P. of Loughrea. A Protestant Magistrate name Power lived near Coorheen. He was a great friend of the owner of
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2020-03-18 21:24
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There is little known in this district about mass in the Penal Times or where priests used to say mass. There is a few places where mass is supposed to have been said and got their names as a result of that.
There is a bush on our farm in the town-land of Lickerrig called "The Mass Bush." It is said that mass was celebrated under that bush in the Penal Times. The following story is told about the bush
One day a number of men were re-making a wall between two field and the steward asked them to cut this bush which was in their way but they would not cut the bush. The steward asked one of the men to give him the hatchet and he would cut it himself. He began to cut the bush and he was only a few minutes cutting it when a white bird flew out and hit him in the face. He got his gun and fired at the bird but he did not kill it. He died that evening on his way home. The wall was never
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2020-03-18 19:26
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killed on the next St Martin's Day.
If you had a sick pig + to cut a piece of its ear on St Martin's Day it would get better but it would be unlucky to sell it. Such a pig is called a Máirtín.
The miller never grinds corn after 12 oclock on St Martin's Day.
Hallow Eve.
Feast for tea — sweet cake with ring. Nuts + apples. Games — ducking snap-apple. Three saucers +c. An old custom was to have a potato cake for this night. Another custom is to throw cabbage at the doors or break it on front of house
Christmas Night.
A candle placed in every window. The door is left open so as to allow the Blessed Virgin to enter. No water is left in house on Christmas Night A clean bed of straw is put under the cattle on Xmas night.
St Stephen's Day.
Many people don't eat meat on St. Stephen's day. They say that those who fast from meat on this day will be preserved from disease.
Boys disguise themselves + go from door to door. gathering money "To bury the wren"
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2020-03-18 19:20
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St John's Night 23rd June.
A bone-fire is lighted in every village this night. The people of the village give turf or sticks for the fire. They gather round the fire + sing + dance till mid-night. When going home each person brings a coal or piece of burned stick from the fire + they throw it into the tillage field so that they would have good crops. Others throw the coal or stick away when they reach the house
Garland Sunday.
The last Sunday in summer is called Garland Sunday. It is a custom to spread rushes on the kitchen floor on this night.
People have the first dinner of the new potatoes on this day.
Michaelmas Day.
A cock or goose is kill in honour of St Michael + the blood is sprinkled on door stip or near the Door
St Martin's Day.
A fowl is killed as for Michaelmas Some people kill a sheep for this Day. If a sheep is sick during the year a piece of the ear is cut off. If it lives it is
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2020-03-18 19:14
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Good Friday
People drink black tea on Good Friday. Most people cut a bit of their hair on Good Friday.
Easter Sunday.
People especially children eat a number of eggs on Easter Sunday.
Some rise early on Easter Sunday morning to see the sun dancing
May Day.
It is a custom to make a May Bush — a blackthorn bush decorated with flowers + egg-shells. People make a May Altar
It was a custom some time ago to plant a bush on front of the house on May Day
April Fools Day
On the 1st of April people try to make fools of one another
Whit ["Monday." crossed out in ink] Sunday.
People keep away from water lest they would get drowned on Whit Sunday.
Boys don't hurl on Whit Sunday for fear of meeting with an accident
Many people do not harness or work a horse on Whit Sunday least they would meet with an accident
A horse or any beast born on Whit Sunday is considered to be unlucky + will be very wicked
No work of importance is started on Whit Monday.
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2020-03-18 19:08
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St Bridget's Day.
The people make crosses of straw (St Bridget's Cross) + put them in the ceiling or roof on this day.
Some make a cross of un-threshed oats + when they ["would be" crossed out; "are" written above in ink] sowing the oats they mix the grain taken from the cross with the seed oats.
Men used to dress up in disguise go from house to house collecting money on St Bridget's Night — They were called "Br[illegible due to fold of page]
Shrove Tuesday.
Pancakes are made for tea. A ring placed in one of them — Who-ever gets the ring will be to first to be married.
Ash Wednesday.
People drink black tea on this day. They go to the church for Blessed Ashes.
Chalk Sunday.
On the first Sunday in Lent it is a custom to chalk all men + women who were not married during the Shrove
St Patrick's Day.
People ["wer" crossed out in ink] wear Sharmock on this day in honour of St Patrick
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2020-03-18 00:59
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hand against the wall and each of the other players got 3 shots of the ball at it.
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2020-03-18 00:59
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If he succeeded, the boy into whose cap the ball was thrown had to run back + throw the ball at one of the other players, who ["were" interlined with carat] running away as fast as they could. If he hit one, there was a stone put in that person's cap. If he failed there wd. be a stone put into his own.
This was repeated until there were 3 stones in some player's cap. It would happen that there wd. be 2 stones in some player's caps, 1 in some others + perhaps none in another's and yet the last wd. have 3 stones in his before any of the others.
The player in whose cap were 3 stones had to put his
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2020-03-18 00:55
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All the players put their caps down by the wall. Then they would stand back about 5 yds. There wd. be 3 throws, three stones + 3 blows.
Each player would get the ball in his turn. He would get 3 throws to try to put the ball in some other person's cap
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2020-03-18 00:42
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sat down to his meals, the dog would lie at his feet.
But one day whilst out hunting the beagle injured his foot and he could not run to meet his master any more. He used be in great pain, and used lie in his kennell all ["they" struck out and "day" written above in pencil] long in torment. His master did everything to make him better, but all in vain. Three months from the day his leg got hurt, he died. This dog's name was "Toddles."
There was once a great beagle owned by Mr. John Cunningham of the turnpike. This beagle's name was "Rattle-up." There was once a great hunt in Slaveen and "Rattle-up" was leader of the pack. There are two classes of beagles, the big ones which are called Black and Tans and the small ones which are called Harriers.
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2020-03-18 00:37
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The towns-people of Ennis are very fond. hunting with beagles These hunts take place on Sundays and holidays of the year. James Quinn of Corofin is master of the Clare Hounds. The hunting season was open last Thursday at Newmarket on Fergus. Some of the members of the hunt club are Mr. Moloney, Mr. Maurer and Michael Foudy.
The people who go out hunting hunt for hares and foxes, especially for foxes because their furs are very valuable. John Mc Carthy of Old Mill Street is in ["a" struck out in ink] charge of a pack of beagles Every Sunday you can hear him outside the National School blowing a trumpet. Then you see a pack of beagles running towards him. These beagles come from every part of Ennis. The beagles are fe["e" struck out in pencil]d on old carcases of horses and [illegible owing to fold of page]
The rich people go hunting on horse back. The people who go hunting on horse-back have a pack of beagles which are kept in Tulla [or?] Corofin. The poor people who go hunting on foot keep their own beagles at home.
I know a story of a faithful beagle. When this beagle would see his master coming he would run to meet him. When his master
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2020-03-17 22:23
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They never bring it into the house. This branch is called the Summer branck.
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2020-03-17 22:22
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People never throw out ashes on may day. On that morning one in the house would rise early. and bring in the water. and they go out for a branch and hang it on the door.
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2020-03-17 22:21
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hay and oil and put them in the top of the wall and set fire to it with a match. When it quinches they put the coles in the fire and put the ashes in the meadow for it is good for the grass and hay. St Brigids Night. On that night the people make a cross with timber or with straw and put it on the roof of the house to honour St Brigid. Every one in the house puts it up in turn every year and it is left there always.
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2020-03-17 22:19
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On St Johns night the peo["p" added in pencil]le light a bonfire They get turf and
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2020-03-17 22:18
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Saint Brigids day people makes crosses put them up on the rofter of there houses. The way people make them is. They get three or four ribs of straw plat it. Another way to make is to get tow sticks make a cross of it put a nail in the middle of it. On Saint John's night peopl believe it is luckey very to make a bone fire. When the bone fire is over the people collect up all the ashes. On a sunday morning the people throw it out in the meadow. In whit sunday water is blessed by the priest. people bring it home in bottles and shake it over all parts of the land
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2020-03-17 22:14
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hay while the sun shines.
Three removes is as bad as a fire.
A stitch in time save's nine.
Live horse and you'll get grass.
He that is not strong no good for him to be clever.
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2020-03-17 22:13
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a stitch in time saves nine.
I April dont fill the dike May will.
Rain in May fills the haggard with corn and hay. The walls have ear's.
Apples will grow green again.
Saturday's moon comes seven year's too soon.
A rooling stone gather's no moss.
The early bird catches the early worm.
A word in court is as good as a pound in the purse. 12··12··'38.
The darkest hour before the dawn.
Its the noisest that works the hardest.
August brings the sheave's of corn then the harvest home is born.
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
Empty vessels make most noise.
Unless you strife you cant succeed.
Strike the iron while it's hot., Make
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2020-03-17 20:52
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eyes and many other things. Some people brings a bottle of holy water and rubs it to their eyes. More people drink["s" struck through in pencil] it. They leave little statues and buttons after them.
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2020-03-17 20:49
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There are a lot of blessed wells around this parish. There is one in Pairc an Caimin it is a well for eyes many people go there with sore eyes and get cured they rub the water to their eyes everyone that go there leave coppers and pens and hair pens in the well. There are certain days for going to this well. On monday's, wednesdays and fridays and on Saint patrick's day more people go there every easter Sunday. Their is another blessed well near Ballyvaughan and everyone that go there get cured it is a well for eyes. It is said that long there was a well there where people used to get spring water and one day there did
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2020-03-17 20:46
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to Naom Auígisṫin's well He had a soar mouth and in a few day's his mouth was as as well as ever But you would want to go around three times around the well to be cured. Their is a well named Naom Coímín over a near Kilshanny and people go their on twenty first of May. People leave medals and Holy Pictures in them well's. The old people say if you want to be cured in any holy well you must have faith and believe in the well you go to and if you had you would be cured. But you should pray to the saint that ownes the well to be cured
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2020-03-17 20:42
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to the old man again he got as strong and was alot better than he was before. They say that there is a cure in the same well for people who trows up blood but no body bothers with. No body seems to know whether the fish is there yet.
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There are lots of blessed wells around this place. One in paírċ caóiṁin. St Austin's well. St Kevin's well. On the eight of october is the day for pairċ caoiṁin It is a cure for sore eyes. Any one that goes there should leave something there. They say a lot of prayers around wells. They go around nine or ten times.
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2020-03-17 20:41
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They put the water in their eyes and it cures them. They would not be cured without saying a few prayers. There is a well up in cahershanny the name of it is St. martins well. It is a cure for sore eyes. On St patricks day they co there.
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There is a well over a near Kilkerin another a near Páirċ an Coiṁméanan it is very good for soar legs and hands. Their is another well over a near Kilshanny named Naom Aúigisṫin if you ever had soar eyes it is very good. A Long time ago an old man went
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2020-03-17 20:30
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well down near Ruan. Long ago there lived a man by the name of Stephen Hegharty. Nearly every Friday morning during easter. He ust see the sun dancing over this well. So this morning he went down to the well there he saw a beautiful fish lepping in the water. He went home got a little crock and brought home some of the water. After a week or so there was alot of little fish in the crock. He went off to the well again and left back all the fish unless one. After a day or so. The man got very sick and he began to trow up blood. So he was not able to go down to the well for the crock. One day there did a little boy come to the house he knew well where this little well was. So the old man him back for the crock the minute he gave the crock.
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2020-03-17 20:25
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to the old man again he got as strong and was alot better than he was before. They say that there is a cure in the same well for people who trows up blood but no body bothers with. No body seems to know whether the fish is there yet.
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There are lots of blessed wells around this place. One in paírc caóiṁin. St Austin's well. St Kevin's well. On the eight of october is the day for pairc caoiṁin It is a cure for sore eyes. Any one that goes there should leave something there. They say a lot of prayers around wells. They go around nine or ten times.
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2020-03-09 21:01
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Friday because they would not have any meat for the wedding. The lucky day for marriage was Wednesday A girl after getting married could not go back to her parents home for a month. It was very lucky for the bride to borrow something for the wedding day outfit and there was a rhyme in connection with that which runs thus
Something old
Something new
Something borrowed
Something blue.
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2020-03-09 20:59
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tricks are carried out in the walking of the land The strangers are shown another man's field. or another man's cattle are drafted in to the land A day is appointed to draw the writings by a solicitor and a night for the picking of the "gander" is arranged at the bride's house, and the bridegroom bring's seven or eight of his neighbours and they enjoy a merry night.
A few days after, the marriage takes place and a big wedding is given at the bridegroom's house. The neighbours and friends enter at the wedding feast after two or three days of strenuous work killing and cooking fowl and making loaves. At some weddings. three or four half barrels of porter were drunk and gallons of whiskey as well
Some of the superstitions in con["n" interlined with carat]ection with marriage were as follows. Agirl on that day she was going to get married would not be allowed to pass another Church with the Church in which she was to be married in. Terrible misfortune was supposed to fall on the girl that a shower of rain would fall on after marriage. Some great misfortune would happen by marrying on a Tuesday or Sunday and they would not get married on a
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2020-03-09 20:53
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Shrove is the time of the year set apart for marriages generally in the Country. It is sorry to see the grand old custom of weddings and "ganders" dead.
When a man had money for his son or daughter he was on the (loock) look out of a farm of land about to be given up by a farmer to his son. Aman went between parties called a "speacaer" A meeting place in the nearest Village or place was agreed on. If the couple about to be married were unknown to each other they had to be present at this place, and if they liked each other the money was arranged and such questions were invariably asked "How much turbary? "is it far from the house. How far is the school, and Church and well. How many rooms how big are they. What living is the old couple going to keep. How much arable land, meadowing, grazing. Tillage. How long ago was the house thatched ect. A day is appointed to walk the land and if everything is as it was "painted" at the meeting place the match is declared made. and there is feasting for the remainder of the day. Often daring
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2020-03-07 08:21
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The weather it was rather rough and and he was feeling queer
When Mallon and the police came to meet him on the pier
IV
But ["can't" crossed out] calmly slept the patriot for he was killed with work
haranguing of the multitude in Limerick and in Cork
When Mallon and the police came and rang the front door bell
Disturbing him of his slumbers in bold Morrison's Hotel
V
Then up and spoke bold Morrison "Get up your "Sowl" and run."
(And bright shall shine in history's page the Name of Morrison)
"There's Mallon waiting at the door with fifty men and more
Get up your "sowl" put on your clothes and got out by the kitchen door
VI
But proudly flashed the patriot's eye as he sternly answered "no"!
"Twill never be said that Parnell turned his back on the foe."
Parnell abu! for liberty! Tis all the same said he'
For Mallon he locked the kitchen door and taken away the key.
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ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-07 08:13
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{A Popular Ballad 50 years ago got from John Phillips of Calva, Carracastle)
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Come all true-hearted patriots who Ireland's wrongs deplore
I'll tell you of the cruelest wrong that ever was done before
Before this wrong all other wrongs of Ireland do grow pale
For they've locked the pride of Erin's Isle in dark Kilmainham Jail
II
It was the tyrant Gladstone and he said unto himself, —
I never will be aisy till Parnell is on the shelf:
Make haste and get the warrant out and send it by the mail
For we'll lock the pride of Erin's Isle in dark Kilmainham Jail
III
So buckshot made the warrant out and buttoned up his coat
He took the train at London town to catch the Kingstown boat
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-07 08:12
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{A Popular Ballad 50 years ago got from John Phillips of Calva, Carracastle)
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Come all true-hearted patriots who Ireland's wrongs deplore
I'll tell you of the cruelest wrong that ever was done before
Before this wrong all other wrongs of Ireland do grow pale
For they've locked the pride of Erin's Isle in dark Kilmainham Jail
II
It was the tyrant Gladstone and he said unto himself, —
I never will be aisy till Parnell is on the shelf:
Make haste and get the warrant out and send it by the mail
For we'll lock the pride of Erin's Isle in dark Kilmainham Jail
III
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-05 21:41
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The owner of the farm (Mr. Meaney) in which the well is situated built a room of his dwelling-house on the passage leading to the well and the roof was blown off every time it was put on. Noises were heard in the room and it became uninhabited. Cattle were then put in there but they all died. The roofless house is still to be seen. The present occupier (a son of the former owner) would not use as firewood any fallen branches from around the well. This well and disused graveyard are shown on the Ordnance Map Cork Sheet 39
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-05 21:35
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He then takes some water from the well and bathes his hands and also any affected part of the body. He next gets more water from the well and takes three drinks in honour of the Blessed Trinity. The days for the round are Thursday, Friday and Saturday of any week in the year but it must be done on the three consecutive days. and it is necessary to hear Mass on the Sunday following in order to complete the Round.
Many articles of devotion are left at the well. It being a custom by everyone making the round to leave something on the final day.
Over the well is a Crucifix and printed on it are the words "Lord hear my prayer and let my cry come unto Thee"
What is known as the "Long Round" is made in the same manner on twenty-one consecutive days, starting on a Thursday. The "Short Round" is then added on the last three days of the week making twenty-four Rounds in all.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-05 21:31
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beside the white-thorn tree which grows on its western brink The round is started.
First an offering is made of the "Round" in honour of Our Lady and the Saint of the well for the desired cure or in thanksgiving for cure already effected on promise of this round. Still kneeling the person recites seven Paters, Aves and Glorias and then starts the Rosary. Rising to his feet on commencing the first Decade he walks very slowly round the well [interlined: "by the left"] where there is a well-defined path until he returns to the spot from whence he started. Having now recited a decade or more of the Rosary he kneels and says again the 7 Paters, Aves and Glorias. He then rises, follows the same path as before and continuing the Rosary. Returning to the entrance to the well he again kneels on the spot as before and recites a third time the 7 Paters, Aves and Glorias. On rising he continues the Rosary following the same path as before and on coming to the place from whence he started he finishes the Rosary.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-05 21:26
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The Slánan is situated in the most eastern part of the downland of Kilmeedy about 1 1/2 miles from Millstreet.
It consists of a Holy Well dedicated to the Blessed Virgin and St. Ita and a burial ground where many of those who died in the neighbourhood during the famine years were buried. There being only one coffin to be had, this was used to take the bodies to the graveside and was then taken back for the next corpse. For many years this burial ground had been used only for unbaptised children.
To the south-west of the well is the tomb of the Leader who owned the demesne close by.
A very efficacious "Round" is performed at this blessed well and it is the custom in the neighbourhood to perform it for any bodily ailment, and practically everyone in the locality can testify to some personal cure, and cures have repeatedly taken place on promising to do this round.
Kneeling at entrance to the well
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-05 21:18
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Pigs. — Cutjah, Cutjah, Cutjah.
Conhams. — Hi Cain, Hi Cain.
Horses. — Go on, Go on.
Donkeys. — Go on, Go on.
Calves — How, How, How.
Hens — Hi tuck Hi Tuck.
Ducks — He Feen, Hi feen.
Geese — Hi Caid
Turkeys — shook, shook shook
Geese — Hi Caid, Hi Caid.
Dogs — Go home, Go home.
Cats — Quit, Quit, Quit
ball sinsearach (stair)
2020-03-05 21:11
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Dandy, Strawberry, Rose, Purty,
Spot, Brindle, Lady, Kitty, Kerry,
White cow, Red cow, Blue cow, Smólsc,
Bluebell, Curl, Cocked horn, Polly,
Bessie, Blackie, Gracie, Starry, Mason
Magpie, Lily, Aḋaisċín, Queenie,
Maol, Daisy.
The following are the ways of calling the animals and fowl
Hens — Tuck, Tuck, Tuck.
Ducks — Feen, Feen, Feen.
Turkeys. — Tee, Tee, Tee.
Geese — Baid, Baid, Baid.
Cows. — Sup, Sup, Sup.
Calves. — Suck, Suck, Suck.
Pigs. — Hurish, Hurish, Hurish.
Conhams. Bain, Bain, Bain.
Dogs. — by name – Rex. Beauty.
Horses — by name – Bill, Kitty.
Donkeys. — Come on.
Goats. — Bet, Bet, Bet.
Sheep. — Shune, Shune, Shune.
The following are the ways to drive away the animals and fowl –
Cows. — How, How, How.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-12-26 20:14
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The wren the wren the King of all birds.
St. Stephen's Day he was caught in the furze.
From bush to bush, from tree to tree
at Drishane Castle he broke his Knee.
We hunted him up and we hunted him down
at Kilmeedy Castle we Knocked him down.
A bunch of laurels at his Knee
A bunch of roses at his head
We expect something to bury the dead.
I have a box under my arm
twopence or threepence will do it no harm
Those who fill it of the best.
Up in heaven their souls shall rest.
Those who fill it of the small
Do not agree with the wren-boys at all.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:36
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I always take my fiddle just to get a foot in there
And when Im on the Booze my boys I dance the soldier's joy
Then the waiters tell me wait until the clouds roll by.
V
For I always have some trouble but the devil a hair I care
Sure every child of Adams of misfortune had his share
Tis oft times in his sermons Ive heard Father Doolan say
That Solemn was simple in his own sweet way.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:32
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For I have a dog named Totter he is always at my heels
He dances Polka's Hornpipes, Breakdowns and jig's and Reels
And when I am surrounded by the Greasers pon my song
He will take them by the breeches and they dont wait long.
III
I go to every funeral the Caomers (Keeners) for to hear
And when Ive had a glass or two you know Im on the beer
Then when the Caomers tear their hair yell and shout and whine
I break into this chorus boys and tis all damn fine
IV
I go to every wedding Im the Pride of every fair.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:26
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I
oh I come from Castleisland where they shoot the men by night
But yet I am no moonlighter for it ne'er was my delight
Yet there is just another game for which Ive gained renown
And that is going a poaching when the sun goes down
Chorus
Sometimes I stop at home when not upon a spree
More times I take my lodgings in the Barracks of Tralee
And sometimes I play my fiddle round about the town
But Poaching is my practise when the sun goes down
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:21
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Twas the last I saw of my Colleen Bawn My Inchigeela Lass
VII
I sped by Iniscarra before the break of day
Took passage in a Yankee ship that in Queenstown harbour lay.
The captain being a Fenian man my safety to compass
I soon set sail from Granuále and my Inchigeela Lass.
VIII
But what became of Máirín Óg Eveleary's fairest flower
She drooped as droops the may flower neath beleated winter showers
Ere the Autumn leaves fell from the trees she was laid beneath the grass
My promised Bride the village Pride was My Inchigeela Lass
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:20
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IX
But were I beside the Lee to-night I would quickly find the spot.
Where Maureen's smiles brought sunshine to her widow's mother's cot
The sun that let the sunbeams on My own Sweet Cailin Deas.
Still quick my way I will always pray for my Inchigeela Lass
X
Eveleary ah Eveleary you are far across the waves
You hold what I prize most on earth my Maureen's moss grown grave.
My present habitation is in Broadway Boston Mass
Where the buachaill Ruadh was always true to His Inchigeela Lass.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:16
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Twas the last I saw of my Colleen Bawn My Inchigeela Lass
VII
I sped by Iniscarra before the break of day
Took passage in a Yankee ship that in Queenstown harbour lay.
The captain being a Fenian man my safety to compass
I soon set sail from Granuále and my Inchigeela Lass.
VIII
But what became of Máryeen Óg Eveleary's fairest flower
She drooped as droops the may flower neath beleated winter showers
Ere the Autumn leaves fell from the trees she was laid beneath the grass
My promised Bride the village Pride was My Inchigeela Lass
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 18:10
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piper's merry tune
The classy Job of Journey Work she danced as if on glass
For the patron queen of of fair Céim [—] was my Inchigeela Lass.
V
With all the boys along the line I joined that Fenian Band.
And pledged myself to Freedom's cause and to dear old motherland
A rebel I was forced to go through Céimh an Shiadh famed pass
I was forced to flee from Erin's Lee and my Inchigeela Lass
VI
On Mus Kerry's slopes and Sceite heights the waning moon shone pale
As I pressed her to my breast that night in Keimaneigh's[?] lone vale
And when inside the cottage door her nimble form did kiss
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 17:58
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as gentle as the fawn
That roves oer Desmonds rocky cliffs or the heights of loved Gougane
No goddess rare in Grecian lay could her fair Form surpass
My winsome rogue my Maidin Óg, my Inchigeela Lass.
III
Eveleary ah how sweet the name sounds in an exile's (ye) ears
Though Ive not seen your heath clad hills for close on twenty years
Where I first met my heart's delight twas a Sunday morning at Mass
As I Knelt to pray in that chapel there with my Inchigeela Lass
IV
She tripped along the Lee's green banks one Sunday afternoon
Her nimble feet kept timing with the
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 17:51
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[This song was a great favourite in the district of Drimoleague some years ago. Now it is never heard as very few of the rising generation know it. I obtained the words from Con Mahony Dromasta Drimoleague and he learned them when a boy from his father.]
I
I greet you proud Eveleary's sons and daughters brave and true
Assembled here St Patrick's night old friendships to renew
At this annual opportunity I am loath for to let pass
Until I'll recite a tale tonight of My Inchigeela Lass.
II
She was modest as the cooing dove
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 17:44
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heroes should feel.
As Bold Robert Emmet the darling of Erin
He heard his death sentence and said with a smile
I am ready and willing to die for you Ireland
And he died a bright gem from the emerald Isle.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 17:43
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Tomas Davis Tom Moore they made themselves famous
With music and poetry they gained their fame.
Theres Mitchell Fitzgerald, Swift, three other great men
In no nation on earth did their equals reside
There was Burke and Grattan two eloquent statesmen
And those were bright gems from the Emerald Isle.
[IV]
And the memory of Love[?] who fought for our glory
Is equalled by that of famed Red Hugh O Neill
I oft heard their deeds related in story
And Irishmen heard of those
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 17:36
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King whose example
Is followed by monarchs to this present day
A nation he would grant for his wisdom was ample
He knew how to rule in a true Kingly way.
There was brave Patrick Sarsfield exiled from his sireland
Exclaimed as he died on the foreigner's soil
May He ever grant freedom to dear old Ireland
And he died a bright gem from the Emerald Isle
[III]
If we boast of our gems sure no one could blame us
When we can produce men like those I shall name
ball sinsearach (stair)
2019-03-22 17:33
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[I]
I will sing in Praise of the gems of old Ireland
Whose names are respected by friends and by foes
of men who are proud to acknowledge their sireland
of men who gained fame by words and by blows.
And their hearts brave and true never knew any danger
As cheerfully they for their country died
And it must be acknowledged by friends and by strangers
As those were bright gems of the Emerald Isle
[II]
First there came Brian Boru a great
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:57
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"My only son was shot in Dublin,
Fighting for his country bold,
He fought for Ireland,
And for Ireland only,
Harps and shamrocks,
Green, white and gold.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:56
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She prayed to God, to her Heavenly Father.
Asking Him for steps to guide.
IV.
The next I met was a gray haired father,
He was searching for his only son
"Old man" said I, "it is in vain your searching.
For your son's soul to Heaven has gone."
"O my God." he cried. "my heart is breaking."
As he fell down on bended knees,
"I knew my son was too kind-hearted,
I knew my son would never yield."
V
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:54
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I
The night was still and the battle ended.
The moon shone bright o'er Sackville Street,
I stood alone where brave men perished,
Their souls were gone their God to meet.
II
The first I met was a dying rebel,
As he lay low those words he said,
"God bless my home on the Wicklow mountains
God bless the cause for which I have bled."
III
The next I met was a fair haired cailín
She was kneeling down by her true-love's side.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:32
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Here's to Galway and Mayo, that never feared a foe,
Here's to Wicklow, its peaks and its passes,
Here's to Limerick, famed oe'r all for its well defended wall,
And still more for the beauty of its lasses.
V
Here's to gallant Cork, the next county to New York,
Here's to Roscommon, bright and airy,
Here's to Westmeath, where a tyrant scarce can breathe,
And here's to unconquered Tipperary.
VI
Queens County, too, we'll toast, and the kings for both can boast
They are spots the invader got some trouble in,
And now to finish up fill a bright and brimming cup.
And we'll drink, boys, to jolly little Dublin.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:28
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I
Here's to Donegal, and her people, brave and tall,
Here's to Antrim, to Leitrim, and Derry,
Here's to Cavan and to Louth, here's to Carlow in the South,
Here's to Longford, to Waterford, and Kerry.
II
Here's to Tyrone, where O'Neill long held his own,
Here's to Monaghan, Fermanagh, and Kildare, boys;
Here's to her whose stroke broke the hateful Penal yoke,
And you know that's the brave County Clare, boys.
III
Here's to Sligo and to Down, to Armagh of of old renown,
Here's to Kilkenny, famed in story;
Here's to Wexford, boys, for she nearly set all Ireland free,
And here's to Royal Meath and her glory.
IV
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:23
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It was down there in Kilmalock
It was the hottest fight of all
And look! he bared his arm
There's the mark still of the ball.
I hope the boys that's going now.
Will keep the ground we won.
And not disgrace cause in which we held
That Fenian Gun.
V
I placed it oe'r the fire once more
I heard my father sigh.
I knew his thoughts were traveling back
To days that's long gone by
It's then I solemnly declared
I'd be my fathers son
And if ever Ireland needs my help
Ill hold the Fenian Gun.
VI
That's years ago ive raised to man
And weathered many a gale
My life long years I have spent inside
A Gloomy English gale
I have done my part and will do it still
Until the fight is won
Till Ireland free shall bless the sons
That held the Fenian Gun
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 22:19
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It hung above the kitchen fire its barrel long and brown.
And one day with a boys desire, I climbed and took it down.
My father's eyes with anger flashed he cried "what have you done."?
"I wish you left it where it was" thats my old Fenian Gun."
II
Curiosity awakened and I looked it oe'r and oe'r I
I placed it on my shoulder.
And I marched across the floor my father's anger softened.
My father's anger softened and he shared my boyish fun.
"Ah! well he said" tis in your breed" like that old Fenian Gun.
III
I remember '67 well when other boys like me they said they'd strike another blow.
To set old Ireland free.
How foolish were our boyish hopes.
We were months upon the run.
It did good work for Ireland then
Did that old Fenian Gun.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 20:51
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182
A song
O' have you seen this gentleman.
Who came into Elphin,
He's really very pretty.
But he wears an awful grin,
The first day that he landed,
He got some royal cheers,
Some were cursing, some were praying and some were shedding tears,
when he came outside the barracks,
He got a great shakehands.
From the royal Irish,
And the charming Black and Tans.
These lines were formed by Mary Tansey of Carramore, Elphin, Co. Roscommon. On the occasion of the Black and Tans being in Ireland. John Dorr
Kilmaryal
Mantua
Castlerea
Mrs Dorr
Kilmaryal
Mantua
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2018-05-21 20:48
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48
Made during the time of the Boer War 1900
And supposed to be sent by Mr Buller to Mr Chamberlain
A Song 6-12-1934
(in margin) Joe was Mr Chamberlain P.M. of England The name of the Boer guns
O Joe why don't you write to me
and send me here some aid
I find myself in Lady smith
Of the Boers I am afraid
Long Tom then he is watching me
And the town he's tumbling down
O Joe you'll send me some relief
In the name then of the crown
2
(in margin) Cecil Rhodes British
Mr Rhodes he wrote to me
He's in a horrid stew
Long Tom's brother is his neighbor
And he knows not what to do
He's shelling them hard both night and day
He had them nearly done
He'll make John Bull pay dearly
For the killing of his son
(in margin England)
3
He set himself upon a hill
And then he snorted down
A blazing fire all at once
That would burn any town
The soldiers they're doing well
But their spirits can't be free
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 20:40
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High the reward they merit;
Guerdon and deathless praise,
For those who unlock the ocean
And open the world's highways.
Soon may the breath of Summer
Steal through the north king's frame,
Soon may his arms unclasping,
Yeild us our own again.
Soon may the North-west Passage
Be flecked with the yielding foam,
And the wanderers hail the promise.
Of Christmas home again.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-21 20:38
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From the star-gemmed sky
No sound but the wild wind rushing,
Bending the creaking mast
Bitter it smites the sailor,
Braving ists cruel blast
No sight for the wistful watcher
But the pallid changeless wild,
Which he prays the hidden Sun-God
To melt with his radiance mild,
Ever and ever the snow-flakes
Fall from the drifting cloud,
Weaving in mystic silence
A cold and ghostly shroud.
And ever and ever around them
Creeps with a bolder breath
The weird shade of the north land,
To clasp them in icy death.
But dauntless the lofty spirit
That dwells in those pioneers,
Whose lives and deeds will be landmarks,
In the tide of coming years.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-19 19:25
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How will an English Christmas
Be held on the frozen deep,
Where the north king's stormy breathings
Over wilds of snow-land sweep?
How will an English Christmas
Be held by the gallant band,
Who seek through the ice-bound waters
A path of far-off land?
I sit by my cheerful ingle,
And often my fancy strays
To that sunless clime where nature
Her sternest mood displays.
They here no voice from the ocean,
No silver bell from the sea!
Hushed in its pulseless bosom
In its wondrous melody.
Held in its iron whiteness
I see the good ships lie,
Bitter it smites the sailor
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-19 19:16
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They are far better off Mick than if they were ploughin'
We think more of a penny than they would of a crown.
Down by the river O Garney.
VI
No wonder the 'Bridge was a very good fair,
There is no nicer town throughout County Clare,
There's a half-dozen roads leading into the Square,
Down by the River O Garney.
The river is teeming with salmon and trout,
While the town is overflowing with Guinness' Stout,
And most of the colleens are on the look-out,
Coaxing the boys with their blarney.
Before we go back Mick, we'll take a few swigs,
Since we got a big price for the cattle and pigs,
And sing a sweet song to the Fair of the 'Bridge.
Rolling home by the River O Garney.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 21:46
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you some trade
With everything useful, well finished and made,
'Tis a blessing, they say, to the farmers.
IV
The motors and trains Mick, are managed with care,
Bringing all the big dealers right down to the Fair,
They can drive you around by the beauties of Clare.
Or spin you right down to Kilarney.
You can drive to Kilmurry or up Gallows Hill,
Through the vale of Belvoir or round Castlecrinn,
Ballycullen Hotel, you may give a step in
For a drop of the juice of the Barley.
V
The town has attractions for touring young swells,
For its dotted all over with lovely hotels.
And beautiful Churches to ring wedding bells,
Down by the river O Garvey.
Labour and trade Sir are running the town
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 21:36
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For you'll be a gent Mick, and I'll be a Swell,
When we get a drop of the juice of John Barley.
II
We'll then give a step to the beautiful Mill,
That's run by that gentleman, Mr. O Flynn,
There's hundreds of beautiful women and men,
Weaving and spinning their yarns.
Don't talk of the mills that you meet with else where,
O Flynn's are the mills for the people of Clare
They turn out tweeds that a horse wouldn't tear
Down by the river O Garney
III
There's Fennessy's motor shop down in the Square,
The best we have seen in our travels through Clare,
It turn out motors with style and repair
Fit for the flower of the army.
There's O Regan's big saw mill right down the parade.
Where Roughan the foreman will show
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 21:05
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Martin Kennedy won a prize at a Feis in O Callaghans Mills for a song which he composed only when he went up on the stage. Another song he composed was "The Fair of Sixmilebridge."
Mick Tobin give over your reels and your jigs,
To-morrow will be the big fair of the 'Bridge,
Let you take the cattle, and I'll take the pigs,
We'll go down by the river O Garney.
We'll get a big price, Mick, we're sure for to sell,
For there's dozens of dealers in every Hotel
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 20:58
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
When surrounding mountains gushed forth their waters
And sterile made was our fertile land.
Your active labourers reanimated
Such persecution could not withstand
Their grand improvements they evacuated
And emigrated to a foreign land
It was then the farmers should become paupers;
They could not pay up the labour rate.
They are in the workhouse all separated
Each day bewailing their wretched fate
Their wifes and children they loved so dearly
They can't afford them the least relief
They are all gone and I am lonely.
For all my friends I mourn and weep
Oh. Father Dear! you have left me silent
In the wilds of Kerry I'm doomed to stop
Since my Friends and neighbours all emigrated
I bid adieu to the Lonesome Gap.
Song written by Sexton, of OGonnelloe in the famine days. "The Lonesome Gap" was once a happy downland where there was full and plenty
Upwards of seventy families lived there until famine stalked over the district.
Words were collected by the late Dr. P.J. Holmes, Killaloe
Sexton died 42 years ago and was then 80 years.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 20:51
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
It was foretold in our revelations
And truly traced on by St Colmcille
To see poor strangers. where famine rages
Each day repairing to that fertile shore.
Like the Israelites in former ages.
Who fled from Egypt in days of yore.
IV
Where are you, farmers with your crowded barns
And your noble granaries well stocked with grain?
Where are you, labourers that tilled the gardens
And pulverized them with active strain?
Where are you, hurlers, that conquered legions
With acclamations of strenuous lungs?
Was it plague or famine or immigration
That extirpated those noble sons?
Where are you, sportsmen, that oft pervaded
Those fertile mountains in days of yore?
Was it a second Pharaoh that sailed our harbours
And drove you wandering on a foreign shore?
V
Alas! my dear you should have patience
We had peace and plenty these many years
We must be resigned to God our Maker
We are but sojourning in this vale of tears
Don't you remember, we were forewarned
of desolation being near at hand
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 20:44
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Farewell! my friends we are separated
I must be silent till life will drop
I'm still lamenting my fond relations
And old aquaintances at the Sporting Gap
These beauteous mansions. and fine plantations
Where we often paced it in social bands
They are now resorts for the rooks and rovers
And their worthy owners in foreign lands.
II
O'Gonnelloe's fame, it was once recorded a pleasant garden where nature smiled
Where dukes and earls, and other sportsmen
For recreation did sport awhile.
It is surrounded by woods and waters.
A Luxurious garden in Erin's Isle
Like unto Egypt is often likened
When irrigated by the rapid Nile.
For this earthly paradise I'm still bemourning
The tongue of Homer could not dictate.
The pain I feel of its annihilation
I'm yet unable to explicate
III
All nature's laws are reversed completely
And friendship faded beyond my skill
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:40
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
The grandfather of the present Lord Inchiquin, evicted fifty or sixty tenants to extend his demesne. He provided them with holdings in another portion of his estate. Some time afterwards the old Lord Inchiquin made a present of a brace of pheasants to the then Curate in Newmarket-on-Fergus. The priest was not at all pleased with the eviction of the tenants. He returned the pheasants with an accompanying note. On the note was written.—:
You evicted your peasants,
To make room for the pheasants
And I want none of your presents.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:36
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
IV
I viewed the lovely scenery round the parish of Crusheen,
From Garlic Hill to Buttertown and that beauty spot Clooneen,
My mind was filled with rapture as I cycled all alone,
Until I came to Tubber village beside you Derryowen.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:30
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I
One morning in December just at the break of day,
I took out my old push bicycle and to Kilkeedy made my way,
I was a stranger to that place, but soon I was made known,
To all the boys for miles around the vales of Derryowen.
II
I started from Rathclooney t'is the place of my abode,
I passed by Carney's Castle beside the Crusheen road,
Tho' covered now with ivy, t'is a place you can't disown,
You can see it towering in the air from the hills of Derryowen.
III
The Island Lake then I passed by near the village of Crusheen,
A more romantic scenery my eyes have never seen,
With its sacred dells and wooded glens where Saint Cronan used to roam,
This is a place of bliss and happiness like the vales of Derryowen.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:23
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
A cuckoo's call enchanting
Across Kincora floats.
IV
Fresh hawthorn scented breezes
Perfume the air around
While all the fruitful valley
Is filled with peace profound.
V
Upon the Aillvaun hillock
Sweet happy children play
And watch the May fly fishers,
Row home at close of day"
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:22
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
The following song was composed by the late Rev. Father John O'Dea.
A May evening at Killaloe
I
"Amid the looming mountains, broods ancient Killaloe,
When the May time mantles Thomond
In green of softest hue.
II
The river Shannon murmers
A dulcet cadence low,
Beside the gorse land gleaming
In rosy sunset glow.
III
Resound the budding woodlands,
With myriad song birds notes,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:18
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
When you would be counting twenty
There was lots of dust and smoke
and a hazel stick was lifted
and came down with every stroke."
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:17
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
and a boy or two from clare.
But the Summerhill young ladies and the boys of Inchamore kicked the cobwebs off the rafters.
and they nearly split the floor.
Says Tim to nancy Hogan who is andy Darby's match.
Take Partners with Biddy Tuohy
When the fingers struck the latch
The four hand reel was scattered and the concertina stopped,
and the curate swore in vengeance.
and the middle of them popped
They all went helter-skelter out the front door and the back.
Fredie Ryan was in a temper
and fell over Sally Mack
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 18:13
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
The following is a song composed by a Sergent Kelly — one of the R.I.C men who lived in Ballina. It is sung to the air of "Wearing of the Green"
Twas on a Sunday evening.
Some minutes after nine,
When the boys began to gather
To the house of Judy Ryan
Twas a decent kind of cottage
And twas built upon the rates.
It had painted doors and windows.
and a roof of solid slates
They were there from Coole to Derry.
and a few from every-where.
From Chapel Street to Ogennelloe
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:44
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
But when he was dying I heard his last cry
if you were hear lovely Nancy contented I die
O Nancy lovely Nancy tis you are in my heart
In your fathers garden tis there we did part
In your fathers garden under a green shady tree
I rolled you in my arms in my mantel so green.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:42
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
She answered me young man you must me excuse
For Ill wed with no man so you must be refused
To the woods I will wander to shun all men's views
For the lad that I love is in famed Waterloo.
If you dont me marry tell me your loves name
For I being in battle I might know the same
Draw near to my garment and there will be seen
His name all embroidered in my mantle so green
In raising her mantle there I did behold
His name and surname were in letters of gold
Young William O Reilly appeared to my view
He was my chief comrade in fame Waterloo
He fought there three days till the fourth after noon
He received his death summons on the 18th of June.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:39
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
As I went out walking one morning In June
To view the fair fields and the meadows in bloom
I espied a fair damsel she appeared like a queen
With her costly fine robes and her mantle so green
I stood with amazement and was struck with surprise
I thought her an angel that fell from the skies
Her eyes were like diamonds and her cheeks like the rose
She was one of the fairest that nature composed
I said my pretty fair maid if you come with me
We'll both join in Wedlock and Married well be
Ill dress you in richattire you'll appear like a queen
With your costly fine robes and your mantle so green
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:34
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Now every part shows the vestige of art
The grain over marshes is blooming
The natural wild is domestic and mild
And flowers over swamps are perfuming
The brushwood, the brake now yield to the rake
The moor, in the garden, is smiling
Neat pruned are the bushes with warbling of thrushes
The husbandman cheers at his toiling
The skill and the taste which here may be traced
In cropping and fencing and draining
In paddocks and bounds and plotting of flowers
Are fit for a bard's entertaining
All praise to the wise and bold enterprise
Who prompted those excellent labours
And guided the owner of Moughna with honors
To bless and enlighten his neighbours.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:29
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
By the dark lake a ramble I take
Returning from fair Ennistymon
A visit I pay to a friend on the way,
Whose mansion I mean for to rhy m on.
It was Connellan's treat which was cordial and neat
That my system was soon put in order
And after the fare to his fields we repair
To view his domains to the order
2 His meadows are glowing and his pastures are flowing
With herbage and choice vegetation.
And crops that abound in such arable ground
Give token of sound cultivation
The garden of Lee and all that we see
Combine with this lovely plantation
And invite us to pay to so rich a display
The mead of our just approbation.
3 Here nature bestowed her gift that she glowed
On hill and on dale and on fountain
The meads and the green are emerald seen
So rare in the heart of a mountain.
Yet art was required to make them admired
And render access to their beauty
Till Connellan came with his skill to reclaim,
To render the lawful duty.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:19
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
And my dear old home be mine no more,
In the Bogs of sweet Derreen.
IV
So now we must get ready,
For fear we would be late.
The morning train for Foynes will leave,
At twenty-five past eight.
Good bye, God bless you old Ireland,
You star light ocean queen.
And a fond farewell to all who dwell.
In the Bogs of sweet Derreen.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:17
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I
Farewell, farewell my native land,
Farewell for ever more.
I now must leave you far behind.
And seek a foreign shore.
For very soon the ocean waves,
With me will intervene.
And my dear old home be mine no more,
In the Bogs of sweet Derreen.
II
The party that betrayed us.
To win the best design.
The life of one they blighted,
They surely blighted mine.
They sent us far a wandering
With vengeance sharp and keen,
And my dear old home be mine no more,
In the Bogs of sweet Derreen
III
At home in dear old Ireland,
For ever I would stay.
It seems to me just like a dream.
To roam so far away,
From the lovely hills and valleys fair,
Where blooms the shamrock green
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:12
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Adieu to you Doolin
Adieu to you comrades you were good and true
Adieu to the fair one the pride of all Nations
Farewell and Adiew unto you Molly O.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:10
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
The dear hills of Clare I am leaving behind me
My heart it is light and pults too is low
I am going to a land where no tyranny can bind me
So comrades get ready and we will have a good night
II
It grieves me to part from the Hacklers long mountains and silvery valleys where gushing streams flow
No more will I wander no more will I roam dear
Along with my darling fair haired Molly O
III
Adiew to you Clare,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:03
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
By the piper that played before Moses
Sure they would'nt leave much in the jar
IV
If we wanted a seat to the Union
We would'nt need tickets at all
Sure they would'nt refuse a Miltonian
Whose grand-fathers gave them such call
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 17:01
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
a picnic.
I
Come all ye poor coopers and drapers
And beggars and idlers and fools
Give up ye're abuses and kapers
And stick to ye're work and ye're tools
II
Remember the words of the poet
Let the shoe maker stick to his last
Leave writing to those who can do it
And work if ye dont want to fast
III
Those men whom their eyes are not fellows
If they once got a seat in our car
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 16:45
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
His bed was of the softest
And his food of every sort
III
Twas Nellie get the jug of milk
And Nellie get the bread
And Nellie get the stirabout
And let the dog be fed
Let him break the cups and saucers
Let him tumble in the well
And the first that says a word to him
We'll let them go to hell.
Maud OBrien also composed another very amusing poem entitled "The Picnic"
It was about a party of girls who went to Lisdoonvarna on
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 16:43
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
There was a song entitled "The Lost Beagle" composed by Maud OBrien who was P.T. in the Girls Schools Miltown Malbay about eighty years ago.
I
Come all ye roamin' candlesticks
Draw near and then draw back
And listen to what happened
To the fleetest of our pack
The finest of our Beagles
Took a notion in his head
And ran away this morning
Whilst his honour was in bed
II
Oh! did he take the Ennis Road
Or ! did he take Ballard
When he foolishly absconded
From his comfortable yard
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 03:12
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I
Farewell to the cot on the mountain
And the cradle that first lulled me to sleep
Tears are falling from natures own fountain
As I breast on the waves of the deep.
Land of the lovelist and fairest
Unmatched where so e'er we may roam
But ere long to return and make thee
The pride of each Irishmans home.
II
We are going to the land where there is refuge,
From oppression we are leaving behind.
Where our cots nere again will they level
Or turn us out in the cold winters wind.
But dear Erin I nere shall forget thee
Though fate has compelled me to roam.
But ere long to return and make thee
The pride of each Irishmans home.
III
The sods that our fathers lie under
The homes that their children must shun
Where chieftains oft fought and conquered
The swine herd now basks in the sun
But we'll soon see the day we'll return
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 03:02
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Though to her I was a stranger + she being out of danger.
She gratefully invited me the pleasure board to share.
And with Cupid for our guider, up I gladly sat beside her.
And drove along right merrily to the Miltownmalbay fair.
The said she I'm Nora Daly, from the parish of Kilmaley,
My father is a farmer + the crossest man in Clare.
If he chanced to see you here beside me I'm sure that he would chide me.
So you'll please get down + walk a bit before we reach the fair.
I reluctantly obeyed her as I could not have gainsaid her,
As visions of her father with a fierce + angry glare,
Up before us quickly started, though from her I sadly parted,
And she took my heart along with her a-going to the fair.
At the Four-mile stone I met her + within my heart I set her.
And treasured her sweet memories In my wanderings everywhere
And when oft in exile dreaming, I can see her blue eyes beaming
As they beamed upon me long ago a going to the fair.
Now I have told my simple story + though aged now + hoary.
It makes me feel quite young again + puts to flight dull care,
And along with what I'v told you one more secret I'll unfold you
You'll never meet more loving hearts than those in Co. Clare.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 02:51
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Our Irish chief is dead and gone I am sorry for to tell.
I regret to say he is in the clay our leader brave Parnell,
For sixteen years without dread or fear he fought for Erins shore,
Ireland's chief and gallant friend brave Parnell is no more.
II
He died the 16th day of October the year of '91.
And throughout the world for far and near the sorrowful news went on.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 02:48
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
III
There was students and peasants the wise and the brave.
And an old man who knew his from cradle to grave.
And an old man who saw we were mourning he said.
We come for to grieve where Wolfe Tone was laid.
IIII
And we are going to raise him a monument too.
An old one that is fit for the simple and true.
My heart overflowed and I clasped his old hand.
I blessed him and p blessed every one of his band.
Sweet, sweet, it is to find that the Faith shall remain.
To the cause of the man so long banished and slain.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 02:45
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
In Boadings Town Church yard there lies a green grave,
And freely around here the winter's wind rave,
Far bitter they soothe him thy ruins and thy gloom,
Till Ireland a Nation shall built him a tomb.
II
Once I lay on the sod sure it does her Wolfe Tone,
And though how he perished in prison alone,
For his friends unrevenged and his country not free
Far bitter I said it a patriots need
For in him O' the heart of a country combine
With a heroic life and a governing mind
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:21
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O Mary Blest a Mother be to me
For who in heaven or earth can find A Mother half so good and kind think Mother blest.
That thine own son divine
When nailed upon his cross on high For me he was about to die
Made thee his mother mine
O thou who are in heaven at
His right hand obtain that I again may see my parents dear with him and thee in that bright happy land.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:19
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I see the moon and the moon see's me,
God bless the moon and God bless me
Grace in the kitchen, grace in the hall
The grace of about us all
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:19
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I see the moon and the moon see's me,
God bless the moon and God bless me
Grace in the kitchen, grace in the hall
The grace of about us all
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:18
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O God of mercy hear their cry.
May they receive eternal rest and with the light of heaven be blessed.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:17
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Assist the souls in Purgatory through this most Holy Sacrifice
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:17
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Now while I dress me, I would pray,
That Thou wouldst keep me all the day
In virtue's path, Thy will to do
To strive for heaven, and good pursue.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:16
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
My father God, I wake to Thee
All Thy commandments to fulfil
Assist me that in heaven with Thee
I may for ever do Thy will
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:09
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O Loving Lord, A thousant welcomes.
O Son of Mary I love you. Indeed I do.
Who am I at all that You should come next or near me.
O God of heaven make a little corner for me in your heart and never while there is life in me let me loose my place there.
And after death may I still hide there.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:06
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O most amiable Queen, since thou hast so great a desire to help sinners, behold a great sinner who has recourse to thee; Help me much, and help me without delay.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:06
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
here is oer.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:05
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O angels, dear Angels, bright spirits of love,
Who come from your home in God's Kingdom above
Who never forsake us by night or by day
But help us in all that we do, think, and say.
We love you and thank you for your tender care
No earthly friends with you can compare
Dear angels still guide us and guard us we implore
and lead us to heaven when life
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:03
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
for my soul. Ask this favour from God and I am satisfied.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:02
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O most rich, O most wise, and most merciful Queen, I see that show knows far better than I do the wants of my soul and that thou lovest me far more than I can love thee. Know, then, the grace for which I now ask thee; obtain me the grace which thou knowest to be the most expedient
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-17 00:00
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I am the Lord and thou shalt serve no other Gods but me
Religion truth thou shalt obey Faith Hope and Charity
Thou shalt not curse or take revenge nor hate thy enemy
Forgive and love for Jesus sake all that have injured thee
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:59
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Oh Heavenly King of Kings Let all the world adore thee.
And to the son who died for me and spilt his blood to safe me
Unto the Redeemer I humble pray Let this be my devoution.
To guard me in my dying hour
Sweet Jesus, Mary, Joseph.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:57
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
In the name of Our Lord Jesus crucified I lay me down to rest Bless the repose I am going to take that by renewing my daily strength I may be better enabled to serve Thee through Christ Our Lord Amen.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:56
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Thy blood was broken and Thy blood was shed for us grant us O sweet Jesus that we who recieve Thee in this Holy sacrament may ever believe in Thee and Hope in Thee and love Thee more and more.
Amen.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:55
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Come to Jesus little children.
Come to Him this very day.
Bend upon your knees before Him.
He will teach you how to pray.
Come to Jesus for he loves you.
He is so great so kind so good.
Come to Jesus He will wash you.
In His own most precious blood.
Blessed Jesus love and cleanse us.
Make our little hearts all white
Never take Thy Spirit from us
Till we love and serve Thee right.
Amen.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:52
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
May the christ child bless your labour
May his grace dispel all fears
Richly crown you with His favour
Guide you through the coming years
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:51
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O God the Father, bless me.
Jesus Christ defend and keep me.
the virtue of the Holy Ghost enlighten and sanctify me this night and for ever. Amen.
Into thy hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit. Lord Jesus, receive my soul,
Live, Jesus, live and let it be
My life to die for love of thee.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-16 23:49
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Do you not remember when we wandered hand in hand
And chased our lengthening shadows across the evening land
Ah all who played together along that river side
Still linked in living friendship I am the one who died
I am the one forgotten (departed but) departed long but how I need your prayer and pity
I need your friendship now.
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2018-05-16 23:37
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Merciful Jesus, Lover of Souls I pray Thee by the agony of Thy most Sacred Heart, and by the woes of thy Immaculate Mother of sorrow's, wash in Thy Blood the sinners of the whole world who are now in their agony, and who are to die this day. Amen.
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2018-05-16 23:36
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O Jesus! I acknowlege thee as the King of all.
Whatsoever has been created for Thee
Exercise thy rights over me.
I renew my baptismal vows renouncing Satan
With all of his works and pomps.
And promising to live as a good christian
I pledge myself especially to promote as far as in me lies
The triumph of Gods rights and those of Thy church.
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2018-05-16 23:34
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I
Jesus Heart is your true refuge
To Him you can always flee
Even when your hopes are sinking
He will then a true friend be.
2
He will soothe your lonely spirit
He will love and bless and say.
Come to me and I will comfort
You to-day and every day.
3
My own sweet Immaculate mother,
When deaths dreary shadows draw nigh.
Wilt thou come from thy throne in the Heavens
And teach me thy-self how to die.
4
Oh come by Saint Joseph attended
Let me hear the sweet tones of thy voice.
Saying now that my exile is ended
The time is at hand to rejoice.
5
Bring me home to the heart of thy master
To the land overflowing with bliss.
Where my joys shall be deep and undying
To repay all my sorrows in this.
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2018-05-16 23:29
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
There is one true and only God our Maker and our Lord
And he created everything by his almighty word
All this and all the church does teach my God I do believe
For Thou has bid us here the church and Thou canst not deceive
But in this one and only God there yet are persons three
The Father Son and Holy Ghost one blessed Trinity
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2018-05-16 23:26
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O Sacred Heart, beloved King
I long to love Thee more
To live for Thee, my dearest Guest
And find in Thee eternal rest
When this short life is o'er
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2018-05-16 23:25
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
In the name of our Lord and Saviour,
Jesus Christ crucified I lay me down to rest
Bless me O Lord after this short and miserable pilgrimage
Bring me to life and everlasting happiness Amen.
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2018-05-16 23:23
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
1.
O Jesus pity those poor souls
Who burn in cleansing fire
To soon behold you face to face
Is now their one desire
They cannot help themselves today
And so they seek our aid
That their admittance to your heart
Be not Too long delayed
2.
Hear then our prayers for them
Those souls
Are to you very dear
Our relatives perhaps or friends
Who once were with us here
Now suffering in devouring flames
They long for sweet release
Oh Jesus grant those Holy Souls
Eternal rest and peace.
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2018-05-16 23:18
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Thence He falls by lashes torn,
In Thy blood I rise reborn,
Stripping Christ they tear his skin,
Help me tear my flesh from sin,
In His hands they drive the nail,
In Thy hands I cannot fail,
Jesus dies his all to give,
By Thy death teach me to live,
Mary as you take your Son,
Take me too when life is done,
Buried Christ who died for me,
May I rest at last in Thee.
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2018-05-16 23:15
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Jesus is condemed to die,
God, through sin, I crucify,
Lord who died for love of me,
Help me live and die with Thee,
Jesus bears the bitter cross,
Bear Him up in grief and loss,
Jesus falls in blood and woe,
Sins of mine have struck Him low,
Son and mother meet in pain,
Must they grieve for me in vain?
Simon helps to bear the load,
Lead me too along Thy road,
On a cloth He prints his face,
In my soul Thine image trace,
Struck to earth again by me,
Help me rise and follow Thee,
"Weep for sin" He tells us here,
Jesus make my grief sincere,
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2018-05-16 21:50
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Lord God almighty, I be-seech Thee by the precious blood which Thy divine Son Jesus shed in His cruel scourging deliver the souls in purgatory and amongst them all especially that soul which is nearest to its enterance into Thy glory that so it may soon begin to praise and bless Thee forever. Amen.
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2018-05-16 21:48
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Lord God almighty I beseech thee, by the precious blood which Thy divine Son Shed on this day upon the wood of the cross from His most Sacret hands and feet deliver the souls in purgatory and especially that soul for which I am most bound to pray for that the blame may rest not with me.
That thou bringest it forthwith to praise thee in thy glory and to bless Thee forever Amen
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2018-05-16 21:46
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
That our souls in the last dread Autumn
May be clean as the hill and lea,
When we bring lives grain to the haggard
And offer it all to Thee
Got from my Grandmother
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2018-05-16 21:44
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Lord, grant that the Greater harvest which we came on earth to save
May be golden and ripe for reaping
Ere we go to the lonely grave.
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2018-05-16 21:43
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Lord God almighty I be-seech Thee by the precious blood which Thy divine Son Jesus shed in the garden, deliver the souls in purgatory and amongst them all expecially that soul which is most destitute of aid, and bring it to Thy glory, there to praise and bless Thee for ever. Amen?
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2018-05-16 21:38
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
have mercy on me.
Shall Jesus bear the cross alone and let the world go free no there's a cross for everyone and there's a cross for me.
Jesus my plant, Mary my flower let Jesus be with me at my dying hour.
As I lie down on my right side I pray to God to be my guide if any evil spirit comes to me O blessed Virgin waken me.
God bless God bless Good Friday the day Our Saviour was crucified from his hands to his heart from his heart to his feet As the Blessed Virgin she passed by with a piercing cry.
I lay my body down to sleep to pray to God my soul to keep but if I die before I wake I pray to God my soul to take.
Jesus meek and Jesus mild pity me a little child Jesus take my heart and bless it that
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2018-05-16 21:35
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Holy Mary meek and mild pray for me a little child.
Good morning good Jesus good morning bright day Jesus direct me on the right way my soul to save my body from shame I rise and get up in God's holy name.
Jesus meek and Jesus mild look on me a little child Pity mine and pity me Suffer us to come to thee.
I.N.R.I. Jesus of Nazareth King of the Jues preserve us from a sudden and unprovided death
Jesus are you coming Jesus are you there with my curly head bent this is my wee prayer. Jesus Lord I love you I am listening to you for your gentle voice to whisper Little child I love you too
O Jesus I must die I don't know when nor where nor how but if I die on mortal sin I am lost forever O Jesus
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2018-05-16 21:16
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
May God shelter the souls
To-morrow's far away
O Father, guide these faltering steps to-day
Lest I should fall!!
To-morrow? Ah to morrows far away,
To-day is all.
If I but keep my feet till evening time
Night will bring me rest
Then stronger grown to-morrow shall I climb
With newer zest.
Oh, may I stoop to no unworthiness
In pain or sorrow.
Nor bear from yesterday one bitterness
On to to-morrow!
Then Father help those searching eyes to-day
The path to see
Be patient with my feebleness — the way
Is steep to Thee
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2018-05-16 21:12
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
virtue of his Sacred Passion the Sign of the Holy Cross the purity and humility of the Blessed Virgin Mary. The Intercession of the Saints and the elect of God be with us and defend us now and forever more. Amen.
As I lie down to sleep I give my soul to God to keep. Matthew, Mark Luke and John God bless this bed that I lie on If I die before I wake I pray to the Lord my soul to take Amen.
The above prayers were taught to me by My Beloved Mother who died 9th March 1919 She always used little pious aspirations and ejaculations during her busy work a da[illegible] life.
This was one of her favourite sayings —
"Far off what God sends near."
or
'God between us and all harm.'
or
God save us from the dark
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2018-05-16 21:07
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Oh my God clothe my soul with a nuptial robe of charity and grant that I may wear it pure and just and undefiled and grant that I may do my work well for thy sake to-day. Grant that I may love thee always and keep me from sin and lead me straight on to a happy eternity. Amen.
At Night.
In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ bless me and Lord defend and govern me and after this short and miserable pilgrimage bring me to life everlasting. Amen.
Oh: Lord Jesus Christ whose unwearied eye neither slumber nor sleeps but continually watches over us in defence of Thy Service. Take me and mine I beseech Thee into the holy protection and grant that while my body is asleep my soul may be awake to Thee. Amen.
The Peace of our Lord Jesus Christ. The
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2018-05-16 21:02
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Another day is ended
How many more to live
Alas too many wasted
May God forgive, forgive.
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2018-05-16 21:01
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
A crown of twelve stars around Mary you'll see,
If for twelve days you'll pray faithfully,
Each day is a star,
Each star is a prayer,
Wont you make a crown for our queen so fair?
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2018-05-10 18:41
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
4. This is a prayer to be said when going on a journey: — 
"O my God, I must die. I don't know how, when or where, but if I die in mortal sin I am lost for ever. Sweet Jesus, have mercy on my soul. Amen
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2018-05-10 18:40
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
the name of God." When people work for others they are treated to a "God bless you" Before and after meals "Grace" is said.
This prayer is said in bed: —
"O my God, I must die,
I don't know when!
But if I die before I wake,
Into God's Paradise may I win."
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2018-05-10 18:38
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
3. When people start work they say: "I'll begin this in
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2018-05-10 18:37
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
me,
The Queen of Angels may awaken me.
There are four corners on my bed,
There are four Angels at it's head;
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
Bless the bed that I lie on."
When passing workmen, people say: "God bless the work."
When finishing work people say: "God rest the dead."
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2018-05-10 18:36
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
bed: —
"I lay my body down to sleep,
I pray to God my soul to keep:
And if I die before I wake
I pray to God my soul to take."
2. This prayer is said before going to bed at night: —
"Here's where I lie down to sleep,
I lay my soul to God to keep.
If anything comes near hand
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2018-05-10 18:33
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
1. Some of the old people have some pretty prayers that never appeared in print or that they had never read in Books. Here are some of the prayers which are said by people when they are going on a journey: —
"Oh my God, I give Thee thanks for all that I have received from Thee this day. Give me light to see what sins I have committed this day and give me Grace to be sorry for them. Amen."
Some old prayers date back to the Middle Ages. Here is a prayer to say when we are going to
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2018-05-10 18:30
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
4 O Jesus, sweet Jesus who died on the tree The five bleeding wounds were given for me. My heart and my soul I give unto thee O Jesus, sweet Jesus have mercy on me.
Mary is the Branch
Jesus is the flower
May the almighty God be with me
at my dying hour
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2018-05-10 18:30
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
3 God bless Friday and Good Friday
The day our Saviour was crucified
His happy Jews being passing by
With a fierce look unto His heart
From his heart unto His hand, down His precious blood did flow. His blessed Mother being standing by with a heavy heart and a dismal cry. They who say this prayer three times by night three times by day danger of death they shall never fear or any mortal sin or into the gates of Hell their souls shall never enter
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2018-05-10 18:29
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
3 God bless Friday and Good Friday
The day our Saviour was crucified
His happy Jews being passing by
With a fierce look unto His heart
From his heart unto His hand, down His precious blood did flow. His blessed Mother being standing by with a heavy heart and a dismal cry. They who say this prayer three times by night three times by day danger of death they shall never fear or any mortal sin or into the gates of Hell their souls shall never enter
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4 O Jesus, sweet Jesus who died on the tree The five bleeding wounds were given for me. My heart and my soul I give unto thee O Jesus, sweet Jesus have mercy on me.
Mary is the Branch
Jesus is the flower
May the almighty God be with me
at my dying hour
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2018-05-10 18:25
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
1 As I lie down on my right side,
I pray to God to be my guide,
If any evil comes near me,
Christ Jesus come and waken me.
2 There are four corners on my bed,
There are four angels at its stead.
Mathew Mark Luke and John,
God bless the bed that I lie on.
This prayer is to be said each night on lying down to sleep
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2 As Christ was walking one day alone
He met Saint Peter sitting on a marble stone
What ailest thou Peter and why dost thou quake,
O my Lord and master it is the toothache.
Whosoever shall say this prayer for my sake,
Shall never again be troubled by the toothache,
This prayer is a sure cure for tooth
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2018-05-10 18:20
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I adore thee O Most Precious cross which has been adorned and venerated with the tender delicate hands and feet of our Lord Jesus Christ and imbued and dyed with this Precious Blood I adore thee. My God nailed to the cross for the love of me. I again adore thee O holy cross for the love of my Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
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2018-05-10 18:19
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Heart of Jesus every day may my love for Thee increase,
May it never die and may its ardor never cease,
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2018-05-08 21:39
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
Hear I lay me down to sleep. To God I give my soul to keep. There are four cornes on my bed: There are four angles ["in" struck out] around them spread, Mathew, Mark, Luke + John God bless me on this bed that I lay on. If any evils threation me may the almighty God be between them + me. Infant Jesus meek + mild look on me a little child, pety me + pety mine + suffer thee to come to me.
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2018-05-08 21:35
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
O Lord Jesus Christ was born in a stable in Bethleham.
Baptised in the river Jordan by John as the water stood still so shall the blood stand still.
This is a prayer for stopping blood. To say three Hail Maries and five Our Fathers would cure a pain.
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2018-05-08 21:33
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
There are four corners in my bed,
And four angels overheard,
Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John,
God bless the bed I lay on,
And if I die before I rise,
I leave my soul to Almighty God.
My mother (R.I.P.) taught me the above prayer as follows: —
There are four corners on my bed,
There are four angels on them spread,
Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John,
God bless this bed that I lie on.
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2018-05-08 21:29
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
and John. God bless the bed that I lie on
Good Friday, Good Friday, it was Our Saviour died, Nailed to a cross. The Jews came out with a spear and pierced our Lord from heart to hand. Our Blessed Mother standing by with a heavy heart and dismal cry. Whoever shall say this little prayer three times a day and three times a night shall enter the gates of heaven. Jesus, Mary and Joseph I thank thee for thy burden of milk.
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2018-05-08 21:27
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
A night prayer: When I lie on my bed to sleep To God I give my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake, I hope that God my soul will take.
There are four corners in my bed, There are four angels at my head, Mathew, Mark, Luke
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2018-05-08 21:24
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
"go mbeirimid beo san am seo arís."
When people would want anything badly they would say "God is nearer to us than the door.
There is another prayer said when entering the Chapel "Infant Jesus meek and mild pity me and pity me and suffer me to come to thee.
When a person comes to a house and when they are going away the say "May you be ten times better when I come again.
O Lord I lay me down to ["rest" struck out] sleep I pray to God my soul to keep and if I die before I wake I pray to God my soul to take
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2018-05-08 21:19
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and forever Amen.
This is another:
Jesus, Mary and Joseph I give you my heart and my soul. Jesus, Mary and Joseph assist me in last agony. Jesus, Mary and Joseph I pour forth my soul in peace with you.
When people are raking the fire at night they say "That I may be alive to put it down in the morning"
When people are going into a Chapel they say "O Lord make me free from sin to enter into your house.
When we are passing a place where there are people working we say "God bless the work."
When a person gets anything new the general salutation is "May you live and may you wear it
When a person gives anything to another person the person who gets the present says to the giver "A long life to you"
When a young man does a good turn, he's greeted by the old saying "A good partner to you."
When old people see new clothes they would say "May you live to wear. When the people used to see the new potatoes for the first time or the first sheave of corn they would say
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2018-05-08 21:13
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
"Mary, Mary quite contrary bless me to night and keep out of the dairy" May God speed you and bring you safely back or bring luck to you" God bless you store and put it in your heart to give me more.
When a person would see a new beast he or she would say "Oh what a fine beast it is God bless it and save it amen.
Five bleeding wounds knelt to a tree Merciful Jesus have mercy on me My soul and my body I resign unto you.
God bless me and mind me for the day and my sisters, brothers, father, and mother and we place ourselves in the care of the Blessed Virgin Mary
There is a prayer said when awakening in the morning "In the name of our Lord Jesus crucified I arise bless me O Lord defend and govern me and after this short and miserable pilgrimage and bring me to everlasting rest and happiness Amen.
In the night going to bed some people say "Blessed be the holy and undivided Trinity now
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2018-05-08 00:43
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
This is one of the old prayers the people used to say Long ago. "As I was going up a blessed mountain I met the blessed Virgin with four mass books in her hand; with four bells ringing; four priests singing — open the gates of heaven; shut the gates of Hell and let all the poor suffering souls into heaven.
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2018-05-08 00:41
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
5 There are four corners on my bed
If any evil spirit comes to tempt me
O Blessed Lady you defend me
And up to Jesus you will send me
6 God Bless Friday, Good Friday too,
The day our Blessed Lord was crucified,
A Jew was passing by with a spear in his hand,
He struck Our Blessed Lord in the heart + in the hand,
His Blessed Mother was standing by
With heavy moaning + a dismal cry
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2018-05-07 20:58
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
I
It was on Good Friday,
On Good Friday it was,
The day the Jews were passing by,
With iron spikes in their hands,
They pierced Our Saviour from hand to heart,
There are four corners in my bed
Four blessed angels overhead
Matthew, Mark, Luke + John
God bless the bed that I lie on
May Keane (Kilcrona)
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2018-05-07 20:56
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III
God bless me + my wife,
My son John + his wife
Us four + no more
Amen.
IV
Matthew, Mark Luke + John,
God bless this bed that I lie on.
And if I die before I wake
To you I give my soul to take
(Susan Haugh) from her mother
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2018-05-07 20:53
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
the Sacred Heart that I may obtain the grace I stand most in need of. Saturday in honour of the Blessed Virgin.
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2018-05-07 20:52
ceadaithe
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
If any harm comes to me O! Blessed Virgin waken me.
In the morning they used to say,
My Lord and my God I adore and thank thee for Thy protection during the past night. I beg thy blessing that I may know and love and keep Thy commandments. I offer Thee my heart and every thought, work, and word of this day in the name and through the merits of Jesus Christ my Saviour and Redeemer. Mary Mother of Jesus be a mother to me. Holy angels keep and guard us from all sin and danger.
I offer Thee my thoughts, words, and actions of today. Sunday in honour of the Blessed Trinity, Monday in aid of the poor suffering souls in Purgatory, Tuesday in honour of my Angel Guardian, Wednesday in honour of St Joseph. Thursday in honour of the Blessed Sacrament that I man obtain the grace of a good and frequent Communion. Friday in honour of
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2018-05-07 20:03
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
Steven Malone Ennis was a noted singer he used sing Anglo Irish songs and church Music.
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2018-05-07 20:01
ceadaithe
diúltaithe
ag fanacht le cinneadh
In the name of Our Lord Jesus Christ crucified I lay down to rest. Bless me Lord, defend and govern me, and after this miserable pilgrimage bring me to everlasting happiness. Amen.
In this bed I lie to sleep,
I give to God my soul to keep
If I die before I wake,
I pray to God my soul to keep.
There are four corners on this bed,
There are four Angels on them spread
One to sing and one to pray,
And two to carry my soul away,
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John,
Bless the bed that I lay on.
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2018-05-07 19:58
ceadaithe
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
"Going to Bed."
"Here I lay my head to sleep,
I give my soul to God to keep,
And if I die before I wake,
I give my soul to God to take.
There are four corners on my bed.
There are four Angels on them spread.
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John,
God bless the bed that I lie on."
Going to Bed.
"Anne mother of Mary, Mary Mother of Christ, Elizabeth mother of John the Baptist be between us and all nightmares.
At the time when thunder is on.
O Lord, Jesus Christ I call upon thee for mercy. O Holy Great and Immortal God have mercy on me, and on the whole world. By the blood of Jesus Christ intercede for us and preserve us for all the wickedness of time and Eternity. Amen.
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2018-05-05 20:16
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
O great St Fenian: sainted teacher of the Saints of Ireland!. bless our Irish Bishops, prists, religious, and faithful, so that, illumed by faith, and beaming with charity, in the future, as in the past they may continue to follow, in thy footsteps, and so come to share in thy enternal recompense, with all the Saints of Holy Ireland. Amen.
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2018-05-05 20:14
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St Fenian is the Patron Saint of Quin. He built a church in the village of Quin, which is now a protestant church. There is a well in a tree at the back of the church dedicated to to his honour. The well was at opposite side of the river Rhine, but the soldiers of Cromwell disturbed it and it re-appeared in the opposite side of the river.
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2018-05-05 20:11
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from God to us." When anyone died they said, "Wisha the light of heaven to his or her soul, or "The bed of heaven to him. When eating and drinking they said, "The grace of God to us and a happy death." or "Thanks be to God for all we have received and we hope to receive more." When in Joy they said, "Thanks be to His Holy Will for all His blessings." When in terrible trouble and no means in sight of getting out of it they said, "God's help is nearer than the door."
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2018-05-05 20:09
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6
When waking the old people said, "Thanks be to God we lived so long. When the people were in sorrow they said, "Welcome be God's Holy Will. When laughing they said, "The cause of laughter
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2018-05-05 20:07
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used wake they said, "O good God I thank Thee for having preserved me during the night and left me to do another day's work." When in sorrow they said, "Welcome be the Holy Will of God." I do not know what they said when getting up. I never heard any other prayers unless prayers that are written down and that I heard at school.
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2018-05-05 20:05
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5
Peope said prayers long ago for everything. they did. When they
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2018-05-05 20:05
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yourself and say, "I rise from this bed of sleep to adore my God to labour for the salvation of my soul. May I rise on the last day to life everlasting." When dressing say, "I clothe my["self" struck out] soul with this nuptial robe of charity. May I appear before the Judgement seat of Christ with a robe pure and undefiled" When laughing they used say "A cause of laughter from God to us." In sorrow, "Welcome be the Holy will of God.
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2018-05-05 19:58
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3.
The people of long ago said these prayers. When they were in sorrow they said, "Welcome be the Holy Will of God." When they were in laughter they said "Cause of laughter from God to us." When they heard of a pair newly married they said, "Long life to ye," or "Good luck to ye." When they heard of a death they said, "May the Lord have mercy on him."
4.
I never heard any other prayer but the prayers taught at school. When wakening. Bless
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2018-05-05 19:55
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1
I do not know any prayers that were said at home that I did not learn in a book.
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The prayers they had long ago were, "God bless the work." God save all here," That you may never be sick, sore, or sorry till I be a doctor to cure you." Long life to you," God spare you the health." The blessing of God on you." God be with you." God speed you."
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2018-05-05 19:52
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This is a Prayer I often heard my Grandmother (R.I.P.) say at night time before going to sleep: I heard it so often that I remember the words:
Anna, máthair Mhuire,
Muire, Máthair Chríost,
Cuirimíd an triúr sin 'dir sinn agus galar
na leabhthan ár seachaint ó'n dtrom-luighe. Amen.
Anocht gabliadhain ó anocht agus anocht féin.
This was a Prayer against Night-mare. (trom lenghe)
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2018-05-05 19:46
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I have set it down as I heard it.
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2018-05-05 19:46
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This is a Custom I saw done with the old people: Every Christmas morning they used to get a cup of cold water and while fasting they used to take three sips of the water and say after each sip:
Fuil is fíon is Fíor-uisce:
trí níd a tháinig tré thaoibh Críost Amach
I remember seeing this done when I was a young lad
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2018-05-05 19:41
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When a person gets any present, or if he is treated to refreshment in any house, he usually says "God increase your store" or when he gets a new suit of clothes, anyone he meets says "Well wear" or "That you may live to wear it."
When a person sneezes "Dia linn" or "God bless us" is said by all who hear the sneeze. When a man enters a house he say's "God save all here" and the people inside answer: "God save you kindly". Some years ago the people always said those salutations in Irish.
When a person wakes in the morning he says the well known aspiration "Jesus, Mary and Joseph I give you my heart and my soul" As he is arising he says "Sacred Heart of Jesus I arise with thee."
During the day the aspiration "Sacred Heart of Jesus, I place my trust in Thee" is repeated frequently. When a person is inclined to anger he says "My Jesus give me patience, Mother Mary, curb my tongue."
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2018-05-05 19:36
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The blessing of God on you.
More power to your elbow.
Conác san ort.
That your hand may never kill a pig except it is your own.
That your hand may stick a pig and the pig to be your own.
(These expressions are used during cardplaying)
Safe journey to ye.
May God's light shine down on ye every hour and minute of the day.
Good luck attend you night and day
That you may never know what it is to be poor.
That you and your posterity may be rolling in riches.
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2018-05-05 19:33
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There are four corners in my bed.
There are four angels overhead.
Matthew, Mark. Luke and John
God bless this bed that I lie on.
May the spatters of your carriage, blind your enemies.
Good so nuachair to you.
God spare you your health (the County Clare payment).
That you may never know what it is to be in want.
That you may always have enough.
God's blessing down on you every hour and minute of the day.
The grace of God is nearer than the door.
This old saying was said to a poor woman who was in sore distress. "I wont be long finding out" said she. She stood up and made her way to the door. As she did so she broke her leg.
Kate Markham (R.I.P.) told me this story.
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2018-05-05 19:26
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There are four corners in my bed.
four great angels at my head,
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, God bless this bed that I lie on.
If any evil spirit come to me, my blessed lady waken me.
One to guard me, one to guide me, two to carry my soul to heaven.
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2018-05-05 19:24
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Now I lay me down to sleep,
To God, I give my sould to keep.
If I die before I wake,
To God I give my soul to take.
If any evil spirit come to me
Oh Blessed Lady waken me.
One to guard me, two to guide,
Three to carry my soul["d" struck out] to heaven.
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2018-05-05 19:20
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3
As I went up a blessed Mount
I met the Blessed Virgin
She had seven Mass books in her hands
She had seven priests singing
She had seven bells ringing
Shut the gates of hell
Open the gates of Heaven
And let the poor souls enter.
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2018-05-05 17:40
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As Mary + Joseph went out walking one morning
They met cherries and apples growing on a tree
Mary asked Joseph so meek and so mild
To give her a cherry as she was with child
Joseph said to Mary so meek and so mild
"Ill give you no cherry till you tell the father of your child".
Out spoke our blessed Saviour from under her womb
"Bow down gentle tree till my mother pick some."
The highest branch in the tree bent down to her knee
And Mary picked cherries both one two and three.
The next day Mary took the Baby on her knee
And asked the Babe how the world would be
The World is sinful and sinful twill be
Since the walls of the city voted against Me.
On Spy Wednesday great pains I will take
On Good Friday I will die for your sake
On Easter Sunday great wonders you'll see
The sun and moon dancing in honour of Me.
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2018-05-05 17:35
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I fold my two arms in the form of a cross for the love of Jesus who died for the love of me.
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2018-05-05 16:53
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forgiveness. The Saint prayed and he got back his eyesights.
There is a story told about a man who lived in this district long ago. He had to do a lot of work on Sunday morning before goining to mass. One Sunday as he was late he took off his coat and hurried on. When he arrived in the church he was very heated and seeing a beam of sunshine across the church from window to window he threw his coat over it thinking it was a clothes line, strange to say the coat hung on the sun bean.
Those who saw this happening were very surprised and gathered around the man after mass and spoke to him with great respect and looked as if he were a Hero. The young man felt understood that it was a sunbean held up his coat. He came again next Sunday and meant to show his power by trowing his coat over the sunbean but as soon as it did it fell to the floor showing that he was no longer innocent but vain.
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2018-05-05 16:48
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Saint Senan was in a room one day, and it was his turn to bake the bread He had no light, he prayed to God and held up his five fingers and they began to light A man that was passing by saw the light and looked in through the keyhole.
When the saint saw him he prayed that the spy would be blind and immeadtly he turned blind but the spy was very sorry and he begged the Saints
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2018-05-05 16:44
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St. Johns at Ballybeg — St Michael's near Doora.
Feast days. St. Johns Day. The people of Killone Parish — Ballyea keep the Feast at the Well of St. John on the 24th of June. Those of the other Parish Clare Abbey on the 29th June. Feast of SS. Peter and Paul Patron Saints of the Parish.
Cures — Many cures are recorded both in olden Times and at present. A soldier in the Barracks at Clare Castle washed his horse's eyes in the well in mockery of the people's Faith. He was struck blind instantly. The horse was cured.
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2018-05-05 16:39
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Thou dost watch thy creatures sleeping.
Heal the hearts long sore from weeping.
Thou who slumbered not no sleepest,
Blessed are those Thou kindly keepest.
God of mountain, rock, and river,
Blessed be thy name forever.
Raking out the fire
May the Blessed Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost protect and save us. Amen.
eating New Potatoes the first time.
May we be all here this time again.
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2018-05-05 16:36
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Mother did call you.
When she spoke your name "Jesus" so soft and so sweet. Come a Tighearna Lord of the thousand Welcomes. Oh darling Lord. Avourneen. Come
My Jesus a thousand times welcome. Welcome white Love of my soul. Welcome Son of the Blessed Virgin. Oh Glory of your mother Céad Mile Failte.
On Rising in the Morning.
Oh Lord keep me for this day free from sin. May the 12 Apostles guard me and Michael the Archangel watch me. Amen.
At Night.
Good night A Tighearna. May the Holy Angels attend me and keep my soul until I wake. Amen.
Blessed be thy name forever,
Thou of Life the Guard and Giver
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2018-05-05 16:32
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1. There are four corners to my bed.
There are four angels at its head,
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John,
God bless the bed that I lie on.
2. As I came down the Blessed Mountain,
I saw the Blessed Virgin standing,
With seven Mass Books in her hand.
Seven Priests singing.
Seven Bells ringing.
She opened the gates of heaven and
She shut the gates of Hell.
3. O Jesus my white Love,
My Star of the Altar.
I bless you, I Love you
A thousand times Welcome.
At Mass
A Tighearna, you came when your
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2018-05-05 05:13
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A pious custom people had in olden times was every time the clock struck the hour to say the following short ejauculation. O God teach me to love thee in time and eternity.
Quenching the candle going to bed. Solas na flaireas duinn ar fad. As I lay down to sleep to God I give my soul to keep, and if I die before I wake to God I give my soul to keep. O Infant Jesus waken me. O Infant Jesus meek and mild look on me a little child. Pity mine and pity me and suffer me to come to thee. O heart of Jesus I adore thee, O heart of Mary Implore thee, O heart of Joseph pure and just in these three hearts I place my trust.
Shall Jesus bear the cross alone and let the world go free, no there is a cross for every one and there is a cross for me.
Getting up in the morning old people used say the following
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2018-05-05 05:08
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prayer. I arise from my bed of sleep to adore my God, and to labour for the salvation of my soul. O my God may I rise in the last day through life everlasting. Amen.
At death people say O Lord my God I now at this moment readily and willingly accept at thy hand whatever kind of death it may please you to send me with all its Pains, penalties, and sorrows
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2018-05-05 05:04
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Na trí Ainglis is sine
Na trí Ringlis is óige
Na trí Ringlis mo gcarad
Agus gcarad na glóire
Go gárdáladh siad m'anam
Gach noimear dí'n lá
As it was on Good Friday
And Good Friday it was
Our sweet Blessed Saviour died nailed to a cross
Five bleeding wounds was nailed to a tree
O Most merciful Jesus have mercy on me
As it was on Good Friday
And Godd Friday it was
Our sweet Blessed Saviour died nailed to a cross
The Jews came out with spears in their hands
Piercing our Saviour from heart to hand
His Blessed Mother was standing by
With a heavy heart and a dismal sigh.
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2018-05-05 04:58
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moment, in which the Son of God was born of the Virgin Mary, at Bethlehem, at mid-night, in piercing cold in that hour, Vousafe, O My God, to hear my prayer, and grant my desire. Amen.
A prayer for a pain in the side.
A nIosa Críost. laighin sa colaidh, cuirim i nAthair, agus an Mhic, agus an Sprid Naomh
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Here I lay down my head to sleep,
To God I give my should to keep,
If I die before I wake,
I pray to the Lord my soul to take,
If any evil spirits trouble me,
Oh sweet Savior waken me.
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2018-05-05 04:54
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The following prayers were given to me by my aunt, who got them from her mother, and as I am aware, they are not written in prayer books: —
There are four cornors in my bed,
There are four angels in my spread,
Mathew, Mark, Luke and John,
God bless this bed that I lay on.
O My God I lay myself down to rest, Bless me, O God. Amen.
May I die consumed of an ardent thirst to see the adorable face of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
O Mary watch the hour when my departing soul will lose its hold on all earthly things, and place the scales of Justice in the favour of my poor soul. Amen
Hail and blessed be that hour and
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2018-05-05 04:49
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"God between us and harm" When they had finished work they said The lord spare us our health, and the Lord send luck on our labour. When they lit the candles on Christmas night they said "may we live to see it again and if we are not better, that we may never be worse.
When they drank milk they said "may the Lord spare the mother's of the milk and the people over them." When a person passed another person in the road he would say "good evening and good evening company," that ment that they saluated their Guardian Angel. When they passed a man working they said "God bless the work and the workman."
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2018-05-05 04:45
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The people long ago had a prayer for every occasion. When they heard of any great disaster they said "God bless the hearers and where it is told," and when a man died they said "the bed of heaven to his or her soul." When they eat the first meal of potatoes, they said that we may be alive this time next year.
When a beggar women came to the door for alms they said "God increase your store and that you may be ten times better this time next year," "and long life to you" and the blessing of God on you. They used also say "may God never take you short or in your sins" and God and Mary be with you." When a (m) person would enter a house he generally said God bless all here and received the response "God bless you kindly or God and Mary bless you," and the same expressions were used when passing each other on the road.
When a star was seen falling the people said "I wish I were in heaven. When a person showed a wound to another they said God bless the mark When something suddenly happened (said) they said
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2018-05-05 04:35
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25 Spell "Broken-down ditch" in three letters (Gap)
26 Spell Blackwater in three letters (Ink)
27 Black and white, and hops on the road like hailstones (A mag pie)
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2018-05-05 04:33
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17 What is it that goes from Dublin to Sligo without moving? (The road)
18 It's got in the woods, it rings in the town,
And it earns its master many a pound." (A fiddle)
19 Long legs, short thighs,
Small head, and no eyes." (A tongs)
20 As white as a lily,
As red as a rose,
The longer it lives
The shorter it grows (A candle)
21 What is it that is handsomer and higher when the head is off? (A pillow)
(14–21 collected by Bertie McGarry Garrow, Boyle)
22 If you fell, what you fall against? (Your will)
23 If I were in sun and you were out of it, what about it? (S_i_n)
24 London derry, Cork and Kerry,
spell me that without a "K" (That)
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2018-05-05 04:26
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10 Under the fire, and over the fire, and never touching the fire? (A cake in an oven)
11 It is brought to the table, cut, but never eaten? (A pack of cards)
12 Why is a shoemaker like a dying man? (Because he lays down awl, nears his end, and prepares his sole for the last)
13 It is deep, and it is damp, and it is green on the bank, and it is fit for a king or a lord. (A Grave yard)
(Nos. 1–13 collected by Margaret Hopkins, Cournameltha, Boyle)
14 Where was Sir Francis Drake going the he was 35 years old? (Into his 36th year)
15 Why is it dangerous to take a nap in a train? (Because the train runs over sleepers)
16 Why are super plums like race horses? (Because the more you lick them, the faster they go.)
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2018-05-05 04:22
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1 What has a head, and cannot get a hat to fit it? (Bray)
2 On London Bridge there stands a man. He stands day after day, and where does he stand? (on his two feet)
3 Why was the elephant the last to leave Noe's Ark? (He had to pack his trunk)
4 If a man got 6d for walking a mile, how much would he get for walking thirty miles? (Sore feet)
5 What flies with four wings? (Two birds)
6 If I lost 6d and suddenly found it what do you think I would do? (Give up looking for it)
7 Why is a drawn tooth like something you have forgotten? (Because it is out of your head)
8What apple turned out a pear? (The forbidden apple (pair)
9 Black and white, and red (read) all over: (Newspaper)
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2018-05-05 04:16
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children lived happy for many a long year after.
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2018-05-05 04:15
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They then gave him a little stone which they told him to drop when he asked for the clothes. He went into a shop and he asked the shop-keeper for a suit of clothes. He dropped the stone, and then the shop went on fire. Malice then told the shop-keeper that he would put out the fire, if he would give him the suit of clothes. The shop-keeper consented and then Malice stooped down, and picked up the stone. Malice then told the little man that he wanted to see the Pope, because the Parish Priest of his parish died and the two curates were contending for the parish, and he wanted to get a writing from the pope for one of them to be appointed Parish Priest. He got the writing, and then had to go home to be there before the cocks would crow. When he came home he gave the writing to the priest. Before he parted with the fairies they gave him a purse of gold, and he and his wife and
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2018-05-05 04:11
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a handle, he would have plenty of food.
All went well for some time. One night a Malice was going to bed, there came a tap on the door, and when he opened it, the little man told him that they wanted him. He went out. The little man told him not to speak, no matter what he saw or heard. Next thing he saw was a whole army of little men, all mounted on calves, and they gave one to Malice also. They told him again not to speak. Immediately the calves jumped the sea. When they were across Malice said: "Speak or speak not, that was a great jump for a calf." They asked him if he knew where he was, and he said no, and then they told him that he was in Rome. He then told them that he wanted a new suit of clothes, but he had no money to pay for it.
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2018-05-04 21:58
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There was once a poor man named Malice O'Manigan. There was a fort on his land and one day he said to his wife, that he should till that piece of land. He went with his spade to dig it up. As he was about to begin, a little man in a green suit appeared to him, and told him that, that was their shelter. Malice told him that he did not care, because he was paying as much rent for that as for any of his land, and that his wife and children were starving. The little man told him, that if he left them their shelter, he would give Malice a little hand-mill, and every time he would turn
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2018-05-04 21:55
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relatives live in the vicinity yet.
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2018-05-04 21:54
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In a little cabin on the Dublin-Sligo road, just on the Roscommon-Sligo mearing, in the townland of Sheegora, Boyle, lived a famous hero named Molt Ganly. Molt was a contemporary of Daniel O'Connell. He was paid to protect the mail coach from highwaymen. It is told of him that on one occasion he himself drew the mail coach with the Liberator as passenger, from the town of Boyle up the Curlieu Hills. Molt stood seven foot high. When Molt died and his corpse was laid out, his feet protruded from the door of the little hut, as it was not long enough for him. Molt had a son named Hughie who lived in the same cabin. Hughie had a son, Dominic, who emigrated to America about forty years ago. Some of the Ganly
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2018-05-01 22:12
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Where a stream crosses the road some hundred yards below the village of Ballinafad it is said that no O'Rourke will pass over it
Once an O'Rourke from Leitrim came along purposely to pass over this bridge. He was riding in a very stately manner on a beautiful steed and amid cheer and shouts of on-lookers he passed the bridge.
He was not gone fifty yards when the horse stumbled and fell throwing the man off and breaking his neck. The horse died also.
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2018-05-01 22:09
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He did so, and remained there that day. He started for home next night, and brought my Grand father, John Walsh, with him. When they were parting, both of them saw a light. "Did you see that?" said Tivenan aloud. "I did," said John Walsh, and then they parted. They had not parted very long when Tivenan called John Walsh, and told him he could not get home. John Walsh left him home, and when he was on his way back to his own house he could not find his way. He went back for Tivenan, to leave him home. Tivenan came with him and left him to his house. They both were leaving each other home till 6 o'clock in the morning. It was daylight then, and each was able to find his own way.
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Firbán: weed that grows after the potatoes are dug. It grows up in one spot first, then spreads itself out taking new roots. On this account it binds the land and leaves it hard to dig for the oats crop.
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2018-05-01 22:03
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Once Peter Tivenan was on a visit to my Grand father's house. When he was on his way home, about where the Deerpark School is now, he was led astray. He took a wrong road, and he was traveling all that night till 6 o'clock next morning, when he found himself at John Gallagher's house. John Gallagher told him to go up to John Walsh (my grandfather)
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2018-05-01 21:58
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He went into the bag and the man drove home the cattle. The two stepbrothers came along and threw the man into the lake. They turned home then and found the hill covered with cattle, and their stepbrother at home before them. They were wondered and asked him where he got the cattle. "On the bottom of the lake," says he, "and if I had help I could have brought twice as much. The other two went to the lake, and he went along with them. When they reached the lake one man said he would jump in first. The first man came up shouting, and the other asked what he wanted. The other man jumped after him, and their stepbrother went home and lived happily ever afterwards.
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2018-05-01 21:55
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and told his brothers that they had tried to do him a bad turn but that they had done him a good turn instead, with the price for his mother and gunpowder. They went then and killed their own mothers, when they heard what he had down with his mother, and they carried them to the town on their backs, shouting out: "Who will buy old hags for gunpowder." They were hunted out of the town, and they threw their mothers on the street, and ran home to kill the stepbrother. They put him into a bag, and were walking towards the lake when they roused a hare. They ran after a hare, leaving the stepbrother on the road. He began to sing in the bag. A cattle-drover came along and asked him what was wrong with him. He told them that he was going to heaven. The drover asked him what he would take and let him go in his place to Heaven.
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2018-05-01 21:51
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There were three stepbrothers living together in the Spa.
Two of them were very poor. One of the was getting on well, and the two poor men made a plan to kill him. They settled on this night to do him in, and he found it out. He went into his mother's bed, and put the mother sleeping in his bed. The brothers came in and killed the mother, thinking it was their stepbrother. In the morning he went to bury his mother. He went into the town, and his mother on his back, shouting: "Old Hags for gunpowder." When he walked one street shouting this, he went and buried his mother. He came home
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2018-05-01 21:44
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bright. They put the ferret into a hole in the wall of an old house, after a rabbit, and they waited and waited, but the ferret would not come out. Then Michael started ripping down the wall. At that moment they heard a terrible noise like the braying of an ass. "I am going home," said Jimmie Derrig, and he went home. Michael continued ripping down the wall, and again he heard the noise, this time it seemed nearer. After a while, Michael got the ferret, and he stood up to go home, but he saw a big black man standing at the wall near the house, looking at him. He went home then, and in the morning he went to Jimmy's house and told him the story.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:40
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Once Michael Regan and Jim Derrig, both of Spa, Boyle, were ferreting near Lough Key, Boyle. It was about 1 o'clock at night, but it was very
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:35
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cow I have if that child stopped crying. The next morning he got the best cow he had, dead in the byre. Before many months had passed, every cow he had died One evening, many years after, he was coming from the bog with a cart of turf, and he mat a young man on the road who spoke to him and asked him how he was getting on. The man told him the full story, and then the stranger told him the he was the ["man" struck out] child whom he had heard crying that evening. He gave the man a five-pound note and told him to go to a fair which was to be held a few miles away. He told the man that he would see an old cow, shaking with age, outside a red-painted gate, and to buy her and he would not be sorry.
The man went to the fair and bought the cow. Some weeks after she had a calf, and before long he had a big herd of cattle. The landlord sent his sheriff to take the best of the cattle. The night
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:11
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One evening a man (John Connor did not remember his name) was walking near a fort on his land and he thought he heard a child crying. He said: "I would give the best
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:10
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the next night and served Mass for the priest who appeared, but the latter had three Masses to read, and the priest went into the chapel three nights in succession and served a Mass each night for him. The priest said he had been coming there for the past fifty years and could not get anyone to serve a Mass for him. He said he had to read those three Masses before going to heaven, as he had promised them during his lifetime. The strange priest was the ghost of Father O'Malley, who had been ["Parish" struck out] Priest in Boyle Parish fifty years before.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:07
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A very singular thing happened in Boyle some forty years ago.
Annie Brennan, a beggar woman, fell asleep in Boyle Chapel. She awoke to find herself there late in the night. A priest came out on the Altar and asked for a Mass-server. The woman could not answer. She told the Parish Priest of Boyle next day of what had happened. The priest himself went
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:04
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the same thing the next night. She did so. The priest came out and asked the same question. The woman said: "Yes", so the woman went up and by the directions of the priest she served Mass. The woman is alive still. She told this story to my mother at Strandhill, Co. Sligo, last year. The woman asked the priest to remember her when he would go to heaven, and he said he would.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 21:02
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A woman of the name of Mrs. Moran, who lived near Strokestown, was going home from the town of Strokestown one evening. She went into a chapel on the way, and fell asleep. In the middle of the night she awoke and went to the door, but could not get out as she found it locked. She did not know what to do. Just then the door of the Sacristy opened, and a priest came out and prepared the Altar for Mass. The priest came out dressed, and asked was there anyone to serve Mass. The woman was not able to answer, and the priest went in again.
The next day the woman told what happened, to a priest, and the priest told her to do
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:58
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In a field belonging to Tom Hunt, Cournameltha, Boyle, in the corner next his house, is buried a hidden treasure which is guarded by an eel. Many people dreamt of it, but they did not bother to look for it. They knew it could be got only while a certain part of the Mass was being read. Nobody ever had courage enough to look for it.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:55
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all my debts Will you pay them for me, and I shall never trouble you again?" The man said he would and then the visitor disappeared. In the morning, when they arose and went down-stairs, the woman was surprised to see them. The man who spoke to the ghost said he had to pay the debts of her husband whom she killed. The woman was astonished as to how they knew, she killed her husband. The man told her the whole story and she became ashamed and paid the debts. She said they were the first two men who ever came out of that room alive.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:52
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ag fanacht le cinneadh
Once upon a time two men went to England and after searching for lodging for some time they at last found some. The woman of the house was married but her husband was dead. They got a room for themselves and they went to bed. One of the men slept and the other did not. The man on the outside of the bed was the man slept. During the night the inside man heard a noise He looked out of the bed and saw a man standing outside He hit his companion in the bed and said to look, but when he looked he became afraid The inside man said: 'In the name of God, what is wrong or what do you whant?' The man who appeared then spoke and said: "My wife killed me here in this room some years ago and I had not paid
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:48
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One night Mrs. Farrell Sheegor Boyle and her daughter Christin were coming from a party that was after a station in Mc Dermotts of Spa, Boyle. The were coming just below Mc Crann's, Spa, when they saw a lady dressed in black walking inside the wall beside them Neither of them spoke or said anythi and when she came to the gabl of Mc Cranns house she dis["s" struck through]appeared. Mrs. Farrell can vouch for the truth of this story she is about 60 years.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:42
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Annie Walsh's grandmother, Peggy Gallagher, was going to her sister's one night for a white cap to attend a wake that night. She got the cap and on her return she encountered a band of men in a fight. She heard: "Give me my cap." Finally she got a slap on the jaw that turned her face side-ways. When she arrived home her cap was missing She felt all and had to go to bed. The priest heard of it and came and cured the woman, and on the very next day the girl got up, went out and found her cap, snow-white and clean on a traínín in front of the house.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:24
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While Our Lady and some of her friends were watching by the tomb of Our Lord awaiting the Resurrection, some of the men picked leaves off some trees that grew near by, crumbled them and smoked them. Some of the holy women picked more leaves, crumbled them, and snuffed them.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:21
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took it home, and he lived happily ever after.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:21
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Once upon a time there lived in Killaraght, Co. Sligo, a man named Michael Dwyar. Michael was very poor. He dreamt three times of a bridge in Limerick where he could find a crock of gold.
Down went Michael to Limerick, and he came to a bridge which looked like the bridge of his dreams. He walked over the bridge for three days, and on the third day a shoemaker came along and asked him what he was looking for. He told him of his dream, and that he was looking for the crock of gold. The shoemaker laughed and told him to go home and have sense. "Many years ago," said
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:20
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the shoemaker, "I dreamt that if I went to Killaraght, Co. Sligo, I should find in a field there, the property of Michael Dwyar, a crock of gold, under a tree near the house."
The man hurried back home as quickly as he could. When he reached home he got a spade and dug under the tree nearest his house. He came on a large pot, covered with a flat stone. He took the stone and the gold to the house. The stone on it a lot of Irish writing. Michael did not know Irish. Some time afterwards a poor scholar was going the way. Michael showed him the stone. The scholar told him the Irish words meant: "The same the other side." When the scholar had gone, Michael went and dug under the other side of the tree. He found a crock of gold much larger than the first. He
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:14
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Once upon a time there lived in Killaraght, Co. Sligo, a man named Michael Dwyer. Michael was very poor. He dreamt three times of a bridge in Limerick where he could find a crock of gold.
Down went Michael to Limerick, and he came to a bridge which looked like the bridge of his dreams. He walked over the bridge for three days, and on the third day a shoemaker came along and asked him what he was looking for. He told him of his dream, and that he was looking for the crock of gold. The shoemaker laughed and told him to go home and have sense. "Many years ago," said
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-05-01 20:11
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In the time of the famine a man lived with his mother about a mile from Boyle. One day his mother died from starvation. He put her in a creel and carried her through Boyle on his back. He hoped the police would take him up, and send him to prison, because he knew he would be sure of a bit to eat there. The jails were full, and he was made bring his mother to the grave yard and bury her. He himself lingered for a few days more on boiled nettles, and then he also died.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-24 05:16
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Dust should never be thrown out on May Day
If you give a present of a purse to a person it is lucky to "hansel" it by putting some money in it
Washing soda in water removes corns
Ivy-leaves steeped in vinegar also removes corns.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-24 05:14
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There is an old circular fort in Pat McCrann's land (["Spa" crossed out] Garrow, Boyle). Lights are often seen in it. One night as John McGarry (Sheegora) and Michael McGrath (Garrow) were coming from a dance they saw big lights at the fort behind McCrann's. Michael McGrath thought his own house (near McCrann's) was on fire. They stood looking at it for a long time, and then it disappeared.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-24 05:14
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John McGarry and Tom Scanlon saw seven lights of different colours rise in a field near Walshe's of Deerpark and cross over, one after the other, to McCrann's fort. Here they rested for a short time, and then moved off again, one by one, in same order as they came, back to Walshe's field. There is no fort in Walshe's field, but lights are often seen there.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-24 04:51
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There is a big fort, ["circular' crossed out] in shape, at Sharkeys', opposite Tom McDermott's, Ballinafad, Boyle. There is another big fort at Bun-a-dTobair, opposite Henry McDermottroes, in the village of Bun-a'-dThobair, Ballinafad. There is a well under the fort. This fort is squarish in shape There is another big fort at John Kelly's, near last gate of Holly Crook. Paddy Kelly, who lives with John, is a great seanchaidhe.
There is a holy well called Tobar Magach at Gilligan's, at the turn to Aghanagh grave yard.
The McDonaghs lived in Kesh Corran. It was they who built the Church at Aghanagh. When they were building it the O'Rorke's used throw it at night. There was a curse on the O'Rorkes for this No O'Rorke would go into Aghanagh grave yard on this account. Mrs Nephin, living next Pat Slein in Linage, whose maiden name was O'Rorke, would not go into Aghanagh graveyard.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-24 04:44
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There is an old circular fort in Pat McCrann's land (["Spa" crossed out] Garrow, Boyle). Lights are often seen in it. One night as John McGarry (Sheegora) and Michael McGrath (Garrow) were coming from a dance they saw big lights at the fort behind McCrann's. Michael McGrath thought his own house (near McCrann's) was on fire. They stood looking at it for a long time, and then it disappeared.
John McGarry and Tom Scanlon saw seven lights of different colours rise in a field near Walshe's of Deerpark and cross over, one after the other, to McCrann's fort. Here they rested for a short time, and then moved off again, one by one, in same order as they came, back to Walshe's field. There is no fort in Walshe's field, but lights are often seen there.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:41
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Mrs. Carey aloud did cry,
'Oh yes, I have, in my own defence, kind Madam", then said I.
The captain had me handcuffed, and in irons strongly bound,
And he gave me up as a prisoner, when we landed in Capetown.
They brought me back to London, my trial for to stand,
And the prosecutors for the Crown were Carey's wife and son.
The judge put on the ould black cap, and the sentence that he gave
Was: "On the 11th of November, Pat O'Donnell, you must die."
If I was a free man, and to live another year,
All traitors and informers, I would make them shake and fear.
As Naomh Pádraig drove the serpent from our native Irish ground,
I would make them fly before me, like the hare before the hound
For the shooting of James Carey, I was tried in London Town,
And on the fatal scaffold high, my life I must lay down."
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:36
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My name is Pat O'Donnell, and I came from Donegal;
I am, you know, a deadly foe, to traitors, one and all.
I went on board the ship Melrose in August '83,
And on my voyage to Capetown he was made known to me.
When I found out he was Carey, we had angry words and blows,
And the villain strove to take my life, on board of the Melrose.
I stood up in self-defense, to fight before I'd die.
My pocket pistol I drew forth, and at him I let fly.
I fired at him a second time, which pierced him thro' the heart,
I gave him e'en a third volley, before he did depart.
His wife and son came running down, to the cabin where he lay,
They saw him lying in his gore, it filled them with dismay.
O'Donnell, you have killed my husband,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:29
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to meet their God, in their cruel call.
While murmuring around all hushed to silence, sent forth no murmur upon that day.
In fact, all Nature seemed agitated; the air grew dark, like a fog at "say".
Those English bloodhounds allayed their hunger, while perpetrating that cruel crime,
But they enkindled a spark of a dying fire that wont cease to burn till the end of time."
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:27
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For, were I this day on the field of battle, ["I" crossed out] for Ireland's freedom my blood I'd give.
For death is better than life in fetter, when foreign rulers do it command,
For Our Blessed Redeemer, He will receive all who die for God and their native land.
On history's pages, in future ages, I hope that our names will forever shine.
Let it be a password for ever in Ireland: "Remember Allen, Larkin and O'Brien".
IV
Again spoke Allen: "It is quite useless for Irishmen to expect justice here,
So now, My Lord, for your awful sentence the very moment we are prepared."
So they kissed and parted, and prayed for Ireland, and prayed to God for their enemy,
Three moments more saw them lifeless corpses, for ever launched in eternity.
I hope my parents wont once bewail me, the cause so noble for which I die,
I die a martyr, for God and country, farewell, old Ireland, I'll bid goodbye.
V
That twenty-third day of November brought a scene of gladness to England all,
To see three martyrs lain on the scaffold,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:21
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I crave no aid from your blood-stained hand,
For, had I ten lives, I would freely part them for the love & freedom of old Ireland."
II
Next came Larkin, the second martyr, not one bit startled or the least confused.
He says: "My Lord, I'm as free as Jesus of this awful crime of which I'm accused.
I declare, this day, before the Almighty, that I never fired at any man,
But I assisted, when I was called on, to take the prisoners out of the van.
So, farewell dear Ireland, I now must leave you, to die a martyr, all for your sake,
Farewell, Mother, and wife and children, alas, for me your hearts shall break.
Farewell to uncles, to aunts and cousins, to Erins suns and daughters round,
I hope we will meet in that other world, where no English tyrant can pull us down.
III
Again his Lordship he broke the silence, saying, "Come, tell us O'Brien, what you've to say,
Before I pronounce on you that awful sentence that here awaits you this very day".
He says: "Your sentence does not unnerve me, since I'd rather die than live a slave,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:10
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You feeling Christians both male and female, I hope with me you will sympathise,
And mourn the fate of three Irish heroes who for their country were 'martyrized'.
'Twas in Manchester, in cursed England, where naught but cruelty was ever found,
Those three brave heroes they were arrested, and then in confinement were strongly bound.
Until a perjured jury brought them in guilty, Saying to the judge: "They must surely die,
For to our sergeant they showed no mercy, for which they'll pay on the gallows tree"
The judge, being waiting with great impatience to hear the verdict that they would bring,
For his heart was beating with indignation, against the rights of all Irishmen
So he addressed them, and spoke as follows, saying: "Come, tell us Allen, what have you to say
Before death sentence is passed upon you — come, then, declare it without delay".
He says: "My Lord, I am quite prepared to receive death sentence as it shall be,
If I'm prepared to meet the Judge of Justice Who awaits your Lordship as well as me.
Though on the brink of my grave I'm standing,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 19:00
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She freed him from that fatal ball, her dear and only joy.
She is now in New York City, with her bold Tipperary boy."
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 18:59
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ready was got.
He was ordered to kneel down. The sergeant with his handkerchief his eyes did strongly bind,
The firing party in the front, twelve guns they did prepare,
And many a soldier for O'Brien did shed a silent tear.
They were ordered to fix bayonets — Present! — ready to fire.
Before one trigger it was drawn, the Major's daughter did appear;
With a voice as loud as thunder — "Come, set the prisoner free.
There is a letter of his reprieve, it was granted unto me."
He quickly seized O'Brien, and took him by the hand,
Rise up, my bold Tipperary Boy, you are now at my command.
It is true I was in love with you, tho' you took my father's life.
He had vengeance swore against you, that I ne'er should be your wife.
IV
She got married to O'Brien, she was both loyal and true,
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 18:54
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The Major's daughter fell in love with him, as you may plainly see,
The Major then resolved, you know, to prove his destiny.
II
On March the fifth, in New Orleans, the major he did swear —
He did insult that soldier brave, all in the Barrack Square.
"You may thank your daughter," said O'Brian, "or else I'd end your strife,"
The Major then his sword he drew and thought to take his life.
O'Brien himself a pistol drew with an eye both sharp and keen,
in order to defend his life, he fired the fatal ball,
He lodged it in the Major's breast, which made the tyrant fall.
III
As soon as this report was heard, the guards did him surround,
And forthwith took him prisoner, and tied him to the ground.
Court-martial on O'Brien was held — he was sentenced to be shot.
Far from his friends and country, his coffin
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 18:48
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William O'Brien of Tipperary is the subject of my tale.
Before the cruel war began, to America he did sail.
He was of an honest character, with a spirit light and free,
And by a draft to aid the north, and banish the enemy.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 18:45
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III
May the shamrock wave on Reynold's grave,
That in Manchester lies today.
Not forgetting Allan, Larkin and O'Brien,—
They are mouldering in the clay.
The British crown we'll tatter down
And God grant we'll make them run,
And a rifle will revenge the day
The Manchester men were hanged.
United, brave, we'll smash the chain
Of Erin's liberty
And we'll write young Emmet's epitaph,
"Old Ireland must be free."
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-20 18:40
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I
Cheer up, my boys, with heart and hand,
And think of New Year's Day.
As we raise our flag of freedom with
Our banners light and gay.
As we marched the green we wore the green,
We cheered on every brae,
To bring freedom to old Ireland,
And a happy New Year's day.
And the harp of Ireland's freedom
Was sounded on New Year's Day.
II
The bands they came ["home" crossed out] to meet us and
They marched in ranks so gay.
To bring freedom to old Ireland,
And a happy New Year's Day.
they assembled in their thousands all
From Easkey and Dromore
With their ship out on the ocean as
They row their boats to shore.
They assembled in their thousands all,
From Sligo and Knocknarea,
And the pride of all Tir Éire was
The Fenian men that day.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-19 18:34
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To take my farewell view
I shed one tear, but none through fear,
My Irish boys, for you.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-19 18:34
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heart,
Undaunted do not be,
Tis better die for Ireland's rights,
Than live in slavery,
He says my darling girl,
It grieves me to part with you,
Like wise my young and tender babes,
Alas! what will they do
Also my friends and comrades all
Will mourn my sad downfall,
But to part with you my native land,
It grieves me more than all,
IV
I was placed then on board a convict ship,
Without no more delay,
For Bermuda's Isle my course did steer
I'll ne'er forget that day
I was offered then my liberty
If I'd forsake the cause
But I'd rather die ten thousand deaths,
Than submit to slavish laws,
I went on deck and looked around
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-19 18:30
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I am a true-born Irishman.
John Mitchel is my name.
And for to join my countrymen.
From Newry town I came.
I've struggled hard both day and nigh,
To free my native land.
For which I am transported
Unto Van Diemen's Land
II
When first I joined my countrymen
It was in the forty-two.
And what did follow after,
I'll quickly tell to you
To raise the standard of repeal,
I gloried in the deed
I vowed to heaven I ne'er would rest,
Till old Ireland would be freed.
III
When in the prison close confined,
Before my trial day
My loving wife she came to me,
Those words to me did say
John my boy cheer up your
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2018-04-19 18:22
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of fairies such as the Leaprauchan, the Will of the Wisp and many others. The Leapruachan makes shoes for the other fairies and he is said to have a pot of gold. If anyone catches him and not take his eyes off, he will make him tell where he has the pot of gold. The Will of the Wisp sets people astray when they go near a fort.
The dwellings of the fairies are round with a ditch all around and sometimes there are bushes growing on the ditch. These bushes are very old and as a rule they are big.
If a person around here was intended to build a house he would build a wall where he was intended to build the house. If the wall was knocked during the night he would not build it there because he would say the fairies knocked it.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-19 18:18
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The old people had great belief in the fairies which were sometimes called the good people. Some thought they were the Tuatha De Dananns while others thought they were angels who were too good for hell and too bad for heaven. The people nowadays don't believe so much in them.
The old people believed that they lived in forts but the people now say it was Irish chiefs that lived in them. The old people have great respect for forts and fairies and they say it is very unlucy to have anything to do with fairies because they will bring bad luck.
The old [crossed out: would] people believed that no one should cut a bush or till any of the forts because they used to say it was unlucky. Some of the old people used to throw pieces of bread when they used to be passing by the forts. They used to throw the bits of bread into the fort so that they would be friends with the fairies.
The old people say there are different kinds
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-19 18:12
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St Patrick slept at Mantua one night as he was on his way to Elphin. The place is called St Patrick's Bed. It is also called St Patrick's Island though it is not an island but only a patch of grass with a drain around it. In that patch there is a lot of stones. On one stone there is the print of his chin and on two other stones the prints of his knees are to be seen. Those prints must have been made when he was kneeling down praying. Pilgrims used to visit this place long ago but no one visits it now. The stones are still there.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 18:09
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Im going to fight for a noble cause
In the sight of God and man.
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2018-04-18 18:07
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He in the day of trouble.
Came boldly to the fight.
And left his home its Splendours.
To fight blind Tardy Right.
But if might shall conquer right
We never will despair.
For friends never failed.
Oer hill and dale.
In galant County Clare.
Our Connaught men.
Will never bend.
Them rights they must proclaim.
They'll fight like their Forefathers did
At Aughrim and Athlone.
Farewell again ye hill and vale.
My Absence wont be long.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 18:04
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With me they lived in quiet content
Both young and old agree.
I never pressed them for the rents
as they all right well could see.
But nevertheless some are gone
Far from there native home
From the cruel band of Tyranny.
In Exile they must roam.
Some are in British Dungeons.
Some fighting boldly still.
With faith in the almighty.
To gain them rights again.
For He. Will yet deliver them.
From this cursed tyrant Throe.
and bring them back the man again
Who kept them from woe.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 18:00
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The Forster Family, the Local Landlords who were very popular in the locality, were evicted out of their seat. The local poets commemorated the event in song.
The following was composed by Jas. Tierney Kilfenora.
x. I
Farewell I now must leave you
My Fathers ancient home.
A Tyrant soon will call thee his
Which uses me to roam.
2
My Tenants too must leave the lands
With grief and direful woe.
For this tyrant has prepared them
A speedy overthrow.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 17:35
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These are a list of blessed wells.
I Paírc Caimin. St Bridgits well in Liscannor. St Austins in Kilshanney, and there is another blessed well in Corkscrew hill near Ballyvaughan. But hardly any body now knows the name of it. There is another one in Ballyconnue. But like o the one in Corkscrew no body knows the name of it. Saint Bridgits well is for curing sore eyes and lots of people come there now and again during the year. The days to visit this well is Garland Sunday and Saturday. The is a cure in it as well for other deases. In this well there is yeals if a pearson is to be cured he will see one
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 17:35
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of these eals. The well in Corkscrew hill. One day there was a man setting traps some where there around to catch rabbits While he was setling the place for the trap did'nt he see holy articles left aside. He looked around him to get a stone to drive the peg into the ground and he saw this big stone when he lifted it up was'nt there a beautiful well under it. This little well is noted for headackes. There is another in Ballyconnue. It is great for toothackes. There was once a man who had a toothacke. He was very poor and he had not enough of money to pull the teeth. he went to this well and got cured. The round to be done in it is around a big stone and you have to go around this stone six times in succession saying each time one our Father and three Hail Marys.
Seamus Mách Giólla Mairthin. Rángh. A..VII.
7:12:38..
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 17:28
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These are a list of blessed wells.
I Paírc Caimin. St Bridgits well in Liscannor. St Austins in Kilshanney, and there is another blessed well in Corkscrew hill near Ballyvaughan. But hardly any body now knows the name of it. There is another one in Ballyconnel. But like o the one in Corkscrew no body knows the name of it. Saint Bridgits well is for curing sore eyes and lots of people come there now and again during the year. The days to visit this well is Garland Sunday and Saturday. The is a cure in it as well for other deases. In this well there is yeals if a pearson is to be cured he will see one
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 17:04
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is supposed to have said "Put on your cap my man you are entitled to wear it."
The upshot of it was Cornwallis was dismissed "by return post."
In this place it may not be amiss to relate one or two other incidents connected with this same Ned McMahon. It is confidently held he was "a freemason." The phrase "he has the freemason," common in this locality suggests to me that anyone who professed or was supposed to have unusual powers was considered a freemason. That Ned was believed to be of the brotherhood is clear however from the incident of the law-suit with the Anglims to be related further on.
Ned borrowed money from a man named Moroney of Glenmore and when he could not pay the debt Moroney seized his one black cow, which was also the only beast he had.
Filled with indignation Ned composed a poem (composing was one of his accomplishments and the Mc Mahon's of Creevagh — Craobhach — Doolough are said to have some of his works) complaining of the harsh treatment meted out to him by Moroney of Glenmore.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 17:03
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Ned on another occasion went to law with the Anglims over some boundary walls. The case was tried before Mc Cull R.M. (He lived in Fintra, Miltown Malbay, in the house now occupied by the Mc Kendricks) This Mc Cull was reputed to be a freemason and a strict magistrate. ("But for the law I'd break your jaw — but for Mc Cull I'd smash your skull" — old song) Ned, when he appeared in court charged the Anglims with neglecting the bounds and accused them of being notorious wranglers and sheep-stealers. McCull asked Ned how he knew the Anglims were sheep-stealers. McMahon replied by quoting a verse from the Bible which was apparently a sign or a pass-word of the brother-hood for the case ended almost at once in his favour.
Tom McMahon of Creevagh, Doolough read the cursing psalms in the hearing of Michael OGorman, Knockanalban, Miltown Malbay. Tom, who was Ned's cousin did not believe Ned had the psalms right. These McMahon's claim to be the foremost of their name in Clare. They came from Clíodhna castle, Newmarket. Representatives of this branch of the family still live in Creevagh, Doolough. They are call "The Sticks", because no bridge but a "stick", spanned the river that bounded their land and cut them off from the rest of the district.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 16:52
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The few lines of the poem which I can get are
"The haughty fool who made this rule
Had neither rhyme nor acts.
Soling soles and mending brogues
And driving nails and tacks. (Moroney was a cobbler)
x x x x x x x x x
I offered a pig on the day of sale
And the balance be paid on Xmas day
x x x x x x x x x
I solemnly declare and avow
Poor Ned is forever deprived of his cow."
So furious was Ned with Moroney that he read the "cursing psalms", a proceeding fraught with grave danger to the curser no less than to the cursed for a mistake would mean the reversion of the evil on the curser. Ned was not quite sure he had read the psalms correctly and lived in trepidation for some hours until he saw a horseman galloping from the Glenmore side. On enquiring he learned that Moroney, the cobbler was grievously ill and that the horseman was flying for the priest. Moroney died and Ned considered himself well revenged.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 16:46
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is supposed to have said "Put on your cap my man you are entitled to wear it."
The upshot of it was Cornwallis was dismissed "by return post."
In this place it may not be amiss to relate one or two other incidents connected with this same Ned McMahon. It is confidently held he was "a freemason." The phrase "he has the freemason," common in this locality suggests to me that anyone who professed or was supposed to have unusual powers was considered a freemason. That Ned was believed to be of the brotherhood is clear however from the incident of the law-suit with the Anglians to be related further on.
Ned borrowed money from a man named Moroney of Glenmore and when he could not pay the debt Moroney seized his one black cow, which was also the only beast he had.
Filled with indignation Ned composed a poem (composing was one of his accomplishments and the Mc Mahon's of Creevagh — Craobhach — Doolough are said to have some of his works) complaining of the harsh treatment meted out to him by Moroney of Glenmore.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 16:39
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Ned McMahon, a relative of Miss oLaughlin's and an uncle to the remarkable Fitz patrick family now in the Village of Kilmihil, who took upon himself the correction of Mr. Cornwallis. Ned wrote an address to the Commissioners of Education making a formal complaint. The liter["y" overwritten]ary style of the composition excited the curiosity of the Commissioners who sent at once investigators to interview the parties concerned in the case. The investigators came by side-car from Ennis and sought out first Ned McMahon, the writer of the complaint. They found him working in a drain. When he recognized his visitors Ned took off his cap and excused his appearance (he had three suits and was wearing the oldest — báinín and knee-breeches). The men from Dublin asked if he were Ned Mc Mahon.
"Yes. I'm Ned McMahon."
"Your wrote this?" Producing the Address to the Commissioners.
"Yes. That's my writing."
"Where did you receive your education?"
"Partly in the hedge-school and partly from my father and mother"
At this the others wondered and one of them
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 16:32
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Cahermurphy, Kilmihil, Ennis. The ruins of the old school still stand in an open space about half way up Cahermurphy hill and east of the road. This building was at one time a school-house of the old order. The scholars brought sods of turf each day to school. A new scholar brought two sods, one for the fire and one to sit on. The next day he brought one sod on which he sat while the sod remaining from the previous day was put on the fire. Slates and pieces of gravel were the means of writing and calculation.
Mr. Patrick Costelloe was the first National Teacher in Cahermurphy when the National Schools came into being.
Locken, Kilmihil, Ennis. Mr. Cornwallis (or Cornwall) taught in this school. (Mr. T. Gorman X N.T. Moore, Mullagh, is of the opinion that Mr. Cornwallis taught in Knock beg, Kilmihil also, as a hedge schoolmaster and later went to Locken where he was succeeded by a Mr. Hunt.) It is related that Cornwallis "was taken with" a Miss OLaughlin of the locality and that although scandal ensued "it failed the priest to hunt him." There was however in the townland of Kiltumper one
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2018-04-18 16:24
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Glenmore Upper, Kilmihil, Ennis. An old cow-house was once used as a school. The cow-house is now the property of Mr. Joe Griffen, Glenmore. Mr. Rogers, an excellent teacher, taught here and in Lissycasey. He afterwards went to Drogheda to teach in a national School and became a "first of first" teacher.
Kiltumper, Kilmihil, Ennis, Mr. Hogan was the teacher in this School. In his later years he suffered considerably from deafness. One of his pupils one day stood up to read his lesson and not knowing it, chanted "Is dóigh le Hogan bodhar go bhfuil mise ag léigheamh mo cheachta, ach is dóigh liom féin nach bhfuilim," keeping up the refrain until As he judged the lesson was finished, when he was commended by his teacher for his industry.
Cahermurphy: Patrick Costello and his daughter (?)
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 16:10
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the guise of a beggar man showed the people of his parish where their duty lay.
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 16:10
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Michael's parish by building a new church for the people. The parishoners were assembled on the chosen site and listened to an eloquent appeal for money for the work; the fear of the Landlords was such that after the sermon not one dared step forward to open the subscription and the project was like to fall through as a result. Suddenly however, there was noticed a movement of the crowd and by degrees a shabbily dressed stranger elbowed and pushed his way to the fore. His rags of clothes and down-at-heel boots proclaimed him a man of the roads, yet none there knew him nor could anyone say they had ever seen him before. Boldly he walked up to the table at which the priest sat awaiting the subscriptions which his parishoners were afraid to give, and fumbled in his rags and produced a sovereign which placed on the table. He then turned without a word, pushed his way back into the crowd and disappeared, never to be seen by anyone in the parish afterwards.
His example electrified the cowed peasants. Eagerly they pressed forward, all fear of the Land lords banished by the bold carriage of the ragged travelling man. Money flowed in and St. Michael's church became again a reality. Various conjectures were made as to the identity of the stranger, but no one could say who he was and at last it became accepted that he was St. Michael himself who, under
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 15:51
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The history of the Well and adjoining Church is to be found in an old Irish Ecclesiatical Record in the custody of the Francisan Fathers, Dublin. The ruins of the Church date from before the rebellion of 1641. It was sacked and ruined in 1647(?) in the course of the Rebellion. It stood on the foundations of an earlier church founded by St. Senan of Scattery Island and dedicated to Michael the Arch Angel.
When the church was destroyed in the middle of the 17th century the district was for long without a place of worship until the present Church was built on higher ground. All this is really historical but it leads to one item of folk lore in connection with the building of the modern edifice.
The Land lords held sway, the proselytisers were busy, the penal code flourishing when the clergy decided to supply the long-felt want in St.
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2018-04-18 15:45
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barefoot, inclemency of weather or ill-health being deemed sufficient cause to keep the feet protected.
What has been lost in rigour has been made up in other respects, however. Extra prayers are prescribed in addition to the three rosaries. These prayers are indicated in leaflets which can be purchased at the shrine. They include the Apostle's Creed, a number of Aves, a visit to the Church and the Stations of the Cross, with a special prayer to St. Michael.
The following prayer, one of those recited after Mass, may be said:—
"Blessed Michael the Archangel, [interlined with carat in same hand: defend us in the hour of battle] be our safeguard against the wickedness and Snares of the devil; May God restrain him we humbly pray and do thou, oh Prince of the Heavenly Host send ["thrust" in parentheses has been inserted in the same hand above this word] down to Hell Satan and with him all wicked spirits who wander through the world for the ruin of Souls."
Most of the foregoing is common knowledge amongst the people but certain particulars were supplied by
Mr. T. OGorman, [carat mark] N.T.
Coore, Miltown Malbay
and
Rev. Fr. OReilly C.C.
Kilmihil
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 15:36
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on May the 8th as the day for Visiting the Shrine, as it has now become; but tradition dies hard and very few "locals" do a round on that day, although Mass is celebrated in the Pump-house and the shrine formally declared open for the season.
The old people performed their rounds at Michaelmas barefooted, treading the stony ground in three different circles while they recited rosaries in honour of St Michael.
Before the concrete walks were laid down the three circles were pretty clearly defined. Their positions and dimension, are accurately recorded in the Franciscan Annals already mentioned.
The eyes, hands and feet were washed with the water. The performance of a round was and is believed to be a remedy for and safeguard against [it appears "the" has been overwritten] toothaches. Today the overflow from the Pump-house is trapped in a little concrete trough and here the Visitors may wash their feet with greater comfort than heretofore.
Since the well was raised to the dignity of a shrine the method of performing the rounds has been changed. The new concrete walks, while they lie exactly over the old well-worn circles, afford easier passage to the more tender feet of today and are looked at askance by those who for almost half a century have been used to the more rigorous regulations. Visitors now are not absolutely obliged to perform the round
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-18 15:27
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clumps on the boggy soil. The horse pulled a mouthful of grass which came away, earth and roots and all, and then shook her head to rid herself of the undesirable part of her morsel. In this way the water from the roots of the "scraw" was thrown back on Mrs. MacGorman who was immediately and miraculously cured. She at once descended from her saddle and marked the spot where the mare had pulled the tuft of grass and repaired to the house of the P.P. to whom she related the circumstances of her dream and miraculous cure. The priest accompanied her back to the church-yard and was there and then cured of the gout from which he had suffered for many years.
Word of the strange dream and discovery were conveyed to His Lordship the Bishop of Killaloe who came to investigate the matter. Further proof of the authenticity of the discovery was at once forthcoming for His Lordship, on drinking some of the water from the shallow spring was at once cured of the same disease as had afflicted the Parish priest.
Since then the well was resorted to at Michael mas and remained in a very neglected state until Fr. OReilly took it in hands some six years ago (1932-'33). He is trying to establish St. Michael's feast
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 21:56
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When St. Senan built his church where the ruins of the later church now stand he used the water of a nearby well to baptize the converts to Christianity. Like so many others this well subsequently became a place of pilgrimage for a long period until all knowledge of it got lost. No one knew where the well was and gradually it lived only as a vague memory.
Centuries passed. There came a time when a Mrs. MacGorman of Tully crine, a place some miles to the South of Kilmihil, dreamed three ["th" crossed out in same hand] times that St. Michael appeared to her and told her that if she discovered St. Senan's holy well she would be cured if an ailment that for a long time had been troubling her. Prompted by the strange dream she set out on horseback accompanied by her son to look for the well.
Their way lay across the low boggy ground towards Cill Mhicíl with whose priest the good woman wished to confer. Having come to the church yard of st. Michael the travelers paused and the mare bent her neck to nibble the grass that grew in
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 17:24
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A brain that will stand and a heart that will dare
The summons will scarcely be out when Ill be
Amid the green fields of Erin afar oer the sea
[in same hand, different ink:] Eamonn Mac Firbisig Og
Drom Dhá liag
Co Corchaighe
Fuairias an t-amrán ó.
Concubhar omathúna
drom fhosta
drom dháliag
Co Chorchaighe
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 17:19
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If I were in Wexford how fondly Id trace
Each spot I have marked on the map of the place
Where the brave 98 men poured hearty and free
Their blood for old Erin afar oer the sea.
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] VIII
They tell me the strife is not yet given oer
And that sainted old Ireland will try it once more
Will call well her harps when her flags are unfurled
Her sons and their sons from the ends of the world.
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] IX
If so I have a rifle that is true to a hair
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 17:13
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covered with gold
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] V
And my pictures are pictures of scenes that are dear
of beauties that were and homes that have been
Of good men and brave men whose deeds ever will be
The pride of old Erin afar oer the sea
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] VI
If I were in beautiful Dublin to day
To the place I hold sacred I would soon make my way
For I know where O Connell and Cullen are laid
And where bold Robert Emmet lies cold in the shade.
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] VII
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 17:09
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and mountain along
And filled her sweet valleys with laugh and with song.
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] III
They sang their own music and often they own
It is true to old Ireland in style and in tone
They dance the gay dances and time them with glee
Still each step tells for Erin afar oer the sea
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] IV
I have tufts of green shamrock in sods I brought oer
I have shells I picked up as I stepped from the shore
I have books they are treasures, they are the fondest I hold
They are the Melodies wrapped and all
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 17:06
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[in different ink, same hand:] This is another fine old song which I received from Con Mahony Dromousta. It was composed by an Irish American after a visit to Ireland.
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] I
Columbia the free is the land of my birth
And my parents are all on American earth
But my blood tis as Irish as any can be,
Still my heart longs for Erin afar oer the Sea
[in red pencil, probably same hand:] II
My father and mother and friends all around
They are sons and daughters of that sainted old ground.
Where they rambled each bright plain
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 16:59
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thought he would conquer the wide world oer
But when he came to Moscow he was overpowered by frost and snow
And Moscow was a blazing so he lost the Bonny Bunch of Roses Ó.
[in pencil, same hand:] VII
Then mother adieu for ever for its now Im on my dying bed.
If I lived I might be clever, but now I droop my mournful head.
And when my bones lie mouldering and the weeping willows oer me grow
For the deeds of young Napoleon they will slain there The Bunny Bunch of Roses Ó.
[in pencil, same hand:] Eamonn Mac Firbisig Og.
Drom diá liag
[illegible] an t-amhrán ó Concubhar omathúna
drom fhosta
drom dhá liog
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 16:52
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he came to the plains of Waterloo
Thousands he left on the grass while the blood in torrents deep did flow
Until Grouchy he betrayed him, so he lost there the Bunny Bunch of Roses O.
[in pencil, same hand:] V
When first I met young Bonaparte he fell down on his bended (Kness) Knees,
Asking his Fathers pardon which was granted to him most mournfully
Saying I will raise an army and oer the frozen Alps Ill go
Then I will conquer Moscow and I'll return with the Bunny Bunch of Roses O.
[in pencil, same hand:] VI
So he took with him five hundred thousand men
Likewise some Kings for to guard his throne
He was so well provided that he
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 16:47
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he grasped his mother by the Hand
Saying mother pray have patience until I am able to command
I will raise a powerful army and through tremendous dangers go
And in spite of all the universe Ill return with the Bunny Bunch of Roses ["O" ? present, but hidden in gutter of book]
[in pencil, same hand:] III
Ah son dont speak so venturesome for England has the Heart of Oak
Theres Ireland England and Scotland their unity was never broke.
But son think of your father where in St. Helena's his body lies low
And you soon will follow after so beware of the Bunny Bunch of Roses O.
[in pencil, same hand:] IV
Oh Father he was royal and always did prove true to you
Until that (fale) fatal morning that
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 16:39
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[in pencil, same hand:] I received the words of this fine old song from Con Mahony Dromoasta Drimolugue He learned it from his father who was a Tailor. When as a boy while watching his father at work he listened to him singing the songs of the time and this was one that appealed to him
[in pencil, same hand:] I
By the Borders of the ocean one morning in the month of June
For to hear our feathered warblers their charming notes did sweetly tune
I overheard a female talking seemingly in grief and woe
Conversing with Young Bonaparte concerning the Bonny Bunch of Roses O.
[in pencil, same hand:] II
Then up stepped young Napoleon and
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2018-04-17 16:28
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[in red pencil in another hand:] II
A barque lay at anchor awaiting to bear me
over the billows to the land of the free
I must see my sweetheart I know she will cheer me
And tell her we'll meet in the land oer the sea
But I was arrested and cast into prison
Tried as a traitor a rebel & spy
But no one dare call me a knave or a coward
For a hero I lived and a hero Ill die
[in red pencil in another hand:] III
Hark the bell is tolling well I know what it meaneth
My young heart it tells me it is my death knell
In comes the clergy on a warder hes leaning
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 16:27
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and none have I here to bid me farewell
Good bye old Ireland, parents and sweet hearts
Companions in arms to forget you must try
My crime was the love of the land I was born in
For a hero I lived and a hero Ill die.
Eamonn Mac Firbisig og
Drum dá Líog
Co Chorchaighe
Fuairias an t-amhrán so ó
Muiris Breathneach
leothanacht
Drom dá liag
Co Chorchaighe
ball sinsearach (stair)
2018-04-17 16:19
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[in red pencil in another hand:] II
A barque lay at anchor awaiting to bear me
over the billows to the land of the free
I must see my sweetheart I know she will cheer me
And tell her we'll meet in the land oer the sea
But I was arrested and cast into prison
Tried as a traitor a rebel & spy
But no one dare call me a knave or a coward
For a hero I lived and a hero Ill die
[in red pencil in another hand:] III
Hark the bell is tolling well I know what it meaneth
My young heart it tells me it is my death knell
In comes the clergy on a warder her leaning
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2018-04-16 23:39
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[in red pencil, probably different hand:] I
The struggle is over our boys are defeated
Our Isle is surrounded with sadness and gloom
We were betrayed and shamefully treated
And I Robert Emmett awaiting my doom.
Hanged, drawn and quartered that is my sentence
But soon I will show them no coward am I
My crime was the love of the land I was born in
A hero I lived and a hero Ill die
[in red pencil, probably different hand:] Chorus.
Bold Robert Emmet the darling of Erin
Bold Robert Emmet he died with a smile
Farewell companions both royal and daring
I lay down my life for the Emerald Isle.
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2018-04-16 22:05
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O Mary my Queen, and my my mother, to thee do I offer myself without any reserve, and to give thee a mark of my devotion I consecrate to thee this day my ears, my eyes, my mouth, my heart, my whole person since I belong to thee.
Oh, my good mother preserve and be fond of me as thy property and thine own possession.
John Gorman,
Carnane,
Doolin.
Nora Gorman (38 years),
Carnane,
Doolin.
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2018-04-16 21:52
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if a ["go" crossed out] dog cries it is a sign of death of a friend.
It is lucky to keep an ass on the land.
People whose cattle are dying throw a dead calf, or a dead lamb over the wall into another man's land.
Bonfire night. The cows are struck with lighted furze bushes after the bonfire on St. John's eve to stop abortion in cattle.
Some people would not sleep in a house except they had a hound. Nothing bad would be in a house where a hound is kept. The Pilkingtons in Connolly would not sleep in the house if they had not a hound, and when their own hound died they sent to Darby Cahills of Knockatonna for a hound. If you had a hound with you, nothing bad could attack you. The worst thing you could meet in the night is a hound or a pig.
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2018-04-16 21:47
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If you wear your stocking or shirt unintentionally with the wrong side turned out, it is a sign of luck for the day.
The superstition regarding the number "13" does not seem to be held by the old people in this district
The spilling of salt does not seem to be Irish either
The breaking of a looking glass or picture is considered unlucky, also the breaking of cups or saucers.
If you get a horseshoe in the way that the horse wears it, it is lucky.
A whistling woman or a crowing hen
Brings no luck to the house they are in
A rush out of a hen's tail is a sign of a funeral.
If you visit a house where a woman is going to have a baby, you must go out the same door as you entered. (I have known where this happened)
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2018-04-16 21:37
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by O Curry in 1839 for the cure of sore eyes.
Cluain da Gad (Clondegad) was dedicated to a saint named Sgrebhán who is very popular in legend. In Clondegad a little way from the site of the ancient parish church is a recess in a cliff beside the stream which is popularly known as Sgrebhán's bed. On the opposite side are two holy wells collectively called Tobar Sgrebhán at which patterns are held on the 10th Sept.
Holy Well in Haren's place in Lacarrow Kilmaley.
Jack Haren opened the well having dreamt of it previously.
It is supposed to cure fever.
St Kieran's well in Rathkerry.
St Mary's Well now in O'Keeffe's place Lismulbreeda, Darragh is noted for the cure of sore eyes. A little girl named O'Connor had her sight restored
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2018-04-16 20:15
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Tobairín Mhuire is south east of the old church of Kilmaley. It is situated on a height over the Kilmaley river. There were two old mills formerly working on this river grinding corn. There is a whitethorn bush growing over the well. The pattern day was 15th August (but I am not certain about that) Rounds are still performed on two Mondays and a Thursday or two Thursdays and a Monday.
Devotions were carried out at this well in O Curry's time in 1839 (O'Curry mentions the well — The well is also mentioned in Frost's History) for the cure of sore eyes.
44 — Loughburke Well — St Joseph's
St Augustine's Well in Garrynagry
Sgrebhán's well on the side of the hill in Fitzgerald's farm — not far from Kilmaley river and east of the old church. The pattern day is the 10th Sept. This well is also mentioned
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2018-04-16 20:09
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Get two beans and roast them. Put them into your right stocking. Put the stocking under your right ear, and sleep on it until morning. You will dream of what is going to happen to you — marriage etc.
The person to whom you would be married would appear to you.
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2018-04-16 20:08
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4
No harpers, but pipers — Noonan, Clery, Stack Píobaire na Praisighe Garret Barry. Up to 65 years ago these pipers used to play every second Sunday in Inagh and Kilmaley. Dances in the houses on Sundays after Mass. They used also play at the cross road dances on Sundays. Each person paid a penny. Piper often earned 10/1 or 12/1 at a dance.
Cross-roads dances — The Wood at Knockatona, Kilmaley. Darragh Cross, Cahera Cross. Peg's Bush in Lissycasey (Peg Cleary)
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2018-04-16 19:51
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Told to me by,
my father,
John O'Connor, [probably in a different hand:] (55 Yrs)
musichill,
Lissycasey
Peggie O'Connor.
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2018-04-16 19:49
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In West Clare lived a man, and one room in his house was haunted. Every night footsteps used be heard going into the room, and every body in the house was afraid to sleep in it.
One night the servant-maid agreed to sleep in the haunted room and find out why the footsteps were heard.
About mid-night she heard the footsteps and saw a man coming into the room. She stood up boldly on the floor and asked him what he wanted in that room, and why was he disturbing the people of the house.
He said that before he died he commited a great number of sins and now he was coming to do penance for them. He also said his confession was written on the back of a picture, and no one could read but the priest.
The Priest was sent for and when he read the confession he burned the picture, and the footsteps were never heard again.
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2018-04-16 19:43
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God bless this bed I lie on.
If I die before I wake,
I beg of God my soul to take.
If any evil spirit come to me,
O blessed lady waken me.
Man stand, woman go,
If any evil spirit sink down low.
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As I was going up the blessed mountain, I met the Blessed Virgin
Seven mass books in her hand,
Seven priests singing,
Seven bells ringing.
Shut the gates of Hell.
Open the gates of Heaven,
And let all the poor souls in
For ever more, Amen.
Above told to me by mother
Mrs. Roche.
Lavalla,
Ballynacally.
Eily Roche.
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2018-04-16 19:39
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As it was on Good Friday,
And Good Friday it was,
Our blessed Saviour died nailed to a cross.
The Jews came to pierce him with sharp spears in their hands,
And nailed our Saviour from heart to hand.
His blessed Mother was standing by,
With a heavy heart and a dismal sigh.
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Jesus with the branch,
Mary with the flower.
Grant that Jesus, Mary and Joseph
May be with me at my dying hour.
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There are four corners in my bed
There are four angels in them spread
Mathew, Mark, Luke and John,
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2018-04-16 19:34
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O Angel of God to whose care I am commmited, by supreme clemency enlighten me this night from all sin and danger. O God the Father bless me. O Jesus Christ defend and keep me. The virtue of the Holy Ghost enlighten and sanctify me. this night and forever. Into the hands of the Lord I commend my spirit. Lord Jesus receive my soul.
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When I lie on this bed to sleep
I give my soul to God to keep
If I die before I wake
I give my soul to God to take
If any evil thing comes over me
O Blessed Lady waken me
There are four corners in my bed
Four Angels in them spread
God bless me in this bed I lie on. Amen.
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2018-04-16 19:23
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a proud man I was.
Nowadays the place is deserted by young and old. The boírín of the "rounds" is impassable — bush and bramble have covered it in.
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I remember years ago when the land through which the boírín passed was acquired by a new owner.
He built a wall dividing the field and ran it across the boírín. He had a rude awakening. Because of high mortality and frequent sickness among his herds he was advised that he had no right to close the holy Right-of-way.
He opened a gap in the wall and everything came right.
Tomás o maonaigh.
Samhain 1937.
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2018-04-16 19:18
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have to be done. The space within which a round is done is not much larger than the circle a dog describes before lying down.
The last act is to leave some token of one's visit at the foot of the oak tree
Finally the eyes are washed at the "Eye Well".
Probably the difficulty and danger of doing "rounds" at this Blessed well was one of the chief causes why the practice has fallen into disuse.
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In front of the cliff, at the foot of the Fall is a pool where 35 or 40 years ["ago" interlined with carat in same hand] all the young boys 10 to 25 used bathe on Sunday. Often one could see 20 or more jumping and swimming about in the water together.
I remember the first day I succeeded in swimming across the pool — about 10 strokes — what
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2018-04-16 19:13
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Having performed the "rounds" across the river, the pilgrim next visits the Blessed well.
To get to this one requires a steady nerve and must also exercise particular care. The path to the well is down right beside the water fall along wet, moss grown, slippery ledges. To miss or slip would mean a nasty fall.
Five rounds are made around the well through the water, which as I said before, always covers the rock. Beside the well "on the rock" interlined with carats in same hand] can be seen the impression of a footprint. When making a round the pilgrim always places his right ["foot" interlined with carat in same hand] on this impression.
The "Bed" is next visited. One must cross the river to get to there. The entrance to the "bed" is on the course of the river about one quarter of the breadth of the river from the southern bank. one must crawl on hands and knees inside in the bed and five rounds on the bare knees
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2018-04-16 19:04
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On the north or Lanna side of the river and overlooking the cascade is a rude stone altar. Here the pilgrim kneels and recites five Paters and five Aves. He then proceeds along the north bank by a Bóirín till he comes to where there is a gentle slope down to the river bank. Having reached the river bank about eighty yards below the "Fall", he crosses over to the other side along an exposed flag which reaches almost to the other shore. of course this condition prevails only in fine dry weather, when the river is at a low ebb.
Reaching the other side he travels west along the south bank till he comes to another crossing place about twenty yards on the other side of the Fall. here he crosses once more to his original starting point — the stone altar. This is the first Round
A round of the beads is said during each of the five rounds.
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2018-04-16 18:59
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Long ago people used make a lot of "stampy." The particular times of the year for making stampy was at Christmas and after the Harvest when the potatoes were dug.
This is how it is made. First of all a flat piece of timber was got and a piece of tin was holed and nailed on to the timber.
Then a few large potatoes were well cleaned and scraped against the tin and made into flakes.
The potato flakes were put into a cloth and the juice was squeezed out.
The flour was then mixed with the potato flakes and baked.
Agnes Markham.
Cloncolman,
Ballynacally
___________ __________
[in another hand]
Got from her mother
(Mrs) Mary Markham
Cloncolman
Ballnacally
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2018-04-13 20:55
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remarkable achievement is the fact that all the work which would ordinarily cost thousands of pounds was done on voluntary subscriptions. Not once did Fr. Reilly issue an appeal for financial help.
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2018-04-13 20:53
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reproach to the parish, is become an example to the whole country and a lasting monument to priests and people; an inspiration to all who visit it and a wonder to those who realise the high technical skill its execution demanded. It is the result of true Catholic action.
The people of Kilmihil parish have their own explanation of Father OReilly's devotion to St. Michael and it may not be remiss to record it here. They will tell you that once when the "Tans" were "after" Fr. OReilly (who by the way was prominent in the Volunteer movement) he sought refuge under a table in a friends house. A large cloth reaching almost to the floor draped the table and concealed the wanted man, who, form his insecure hiding place, could see the feet of the searchers as they tramped around looking for him. He was momentarily in danger of being discovered and called upon St. Michael, Guardian of God's Kingdom, to be his guardian, promising that if ever he found himself in a position to do so he would further as far as lay in his power, devotion amongst the faithful to the conqueror of Satan. His work in Kilmihil is regarded as the fulfillment of his promise.
Not the least remarkable about this
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2018-04-13 20:47
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it. With the Willing help of his people he set about making the grave-yard sanitary and decent. Drains were cut, old unclaimed tomb-stones used to make flagged-walks; Head-stones Put standing at each grave; vaults removed and renovated; the old church repaired and made staunch; a new plot acquired and incorporated in the old; a fine wall built around the whole and a solid well-made road laid out through the grounds.
This prodigious task was no sooner completed than Father OReilly turned his attention to the little long-neglected Well. The ground was leveled, the traditional "rounds" concreted, dainty flower-beds laid out, the well completely covered by a small pump-house surmounted by a splendid Statue of the Prince of Heaven. A low concrete wall bounded the shrine on the road-side while two rest houses, where patrons may remove their foot gear, a necessary part of the "round", formed the boundary on the opposite side.
This done ambition grew; and now a long concrete platform or walk, flanked on either side by the Stations of the Cross and terminating in a Canopied Altar of concrete, all in one piece, marks the climax of five years of splendid endeavour.
Now St. Michael's shrine and Church-yard, once a
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2018-04-13 20:35
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In the years 1848 and 1849, there was a great Famine in Ireland. The people had no food to eat except turnips and boiled nettles. Any person that had potatoes to eat and milk to drink was very lucky. Some of the people that died during that time, in Clare, are buried in a field in Calura, Ennistymon. They were buried with straw wrapped around them. During those years the women had to break stones and bring them home in their aprons.
Bridie Vaughan,
Main St.,
Ennistymon,
Co. Clare.
An duine thug an t-eolas dom.
Martin Morgan,
Main St.,
Ennistymon,
Co. Clare.
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2018-04-13 20:32
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The people suffered severely during the time the famine was in Ireland. The people used eat turnips, meal, dandelion and boiled nettles. People were found dead on the roadside and grass in their mouths. The goverment used give meal to the poor people. The hospitals were crowded with people who were found dying on the roadside on account of starvation.
Bridget Skerritt,
New Road,
Ennistymon.
An fear a thug an t-eolas dom
Patrick Skerritt,
New Road,
Ennistymon.
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2018-04-13 20:29
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The famine wasn't so severe in Ennistymon as in other parts of Ireland. The people used to be dying by the roadside. The workhouses were packed and many people used to die every day. When some people used to pass gardens, they used to pick turnips and eat them. Other people used to eat grass boiled nettles and dandelion. One time there was a man found dying by the roadside and he had grass in his mouth.
Eily Clancy,
Church St.,
Ennistymon
An duine a thug an t-eolas
Mrs Hynes
Church St.,
Ennistymon
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2018-04-13 20:24
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rosary beads left there.
Eithne Smith,
Parliament St.,
Ennistymon.
An duine a thug an t-eolas dom:-
Joseph Connole
Parliament St.
Ennistymon
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2018-04-13 20:23
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There are a few blessed wells in Ennistymon district. St. Brigid's well is situated about two miles outside Liscannor. There are a lot of people cured there every year.
People do not get cured unless they do rounds on certain days. Crowds of people from Ennistymon go there on St. Brigid's Day. Aman was hurt in an accident and he was very lame, he went to St. Brigid's Well. After being there some time he felt a change coming over him; he was then cured, he left his crutches there and they can still be seen. Wonderful cures are given [corrected from "gived" in same hand] to blind people, or people with any other disease.
People bring home water and use it for cures. One time a woman used some of the water for household purposes. When she went there again the well was changed to a different place. A girl tried to catch a trout in the well. She went to Liscannor the same day and was drowned. There is an eel seen when a person is going to be cured. People leave statues and pictures on the walls when they are cured. There are also
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2018-04-13 20:17
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There are few blessed in Ennistymon but the principal ones are St. Brigid's well, St. Craven's and St. Joseph's. St Brgid's well is situated about three miles outside the town. St. Craven's well is situated on the Lisdoonvarna road. People have special days for going to the wells. They go to St. Brigid's well on the first of February and they wash their eyes with the water and if they see an eel in the water they are sure to be cured. A statue was left at the well by Mrs. Healy New Road, Ennistymon. People visit St. Craven's well every Thursday and Sunday. This water cures sore eyes. There are no special prayers to be said
Brigid Skerritt,
New Road,
Ennistymon.
An fear a thug an t-eolas dom.
Mr Healy,
Ardnaculla,
Ennistymon.
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2018-04-13 20:13
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There are not many blessed Well in Ennistymon but there are a few in places round the district. Saint Brigid's Well is about three miles from Ennistymon There are certain days for doing rounds at the well. Those days are Saint Brigid's Day and Garland Saturday. Any person who get cured at this well must return something ["in" interlined in the same hand with carat] thanksgiving. There was a beautiful statue presented by Mrs. Healy. The statue is now broken.
St. Craven's Well is two miles from Ennistymon. People visit this well every Thursday and Sunday. The water of this well is used to cure sore eyes. When a person gets cured, she performs a round.
Emily Clancy,
Church St,
Ennistymon
An duine a thug an t-eolas dom.
Mr Hayes,
Main St.,
Ennistymon
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2018-04-13 20:09
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From my knowledge of Ennistymon there are two holy wells in the locality – one is Saint Bridget's and the other is Saint Joseph's. Saint Bridget's Well is situated on the north side of Lahinch. In the year 1936 I payed a visit to this well. I was shown the ["well" interlined, in same hand, with carat] and all the place by a lady whose name is Miss Malone. I said prayers and asked for a special request. There is a very large statue of Saint Bridget which I was told was presented by Mrs Healy Ennistymon. Saint Joseph's Well is situated outside Miltown Malbay. It is known that several people have been cured at these wells.
Rita Kenny,
New Road,
Ennistymon,
Co. Clare.
an fear a thug an t-eolas dom.
Henry Kenny,
New Road,
Ennistymon,
Co. Clare.
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2018-04-13 20:05
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There is a well about three miles outside Lahinch called "Glenville" well or it is sometimes called "Saint-Ann's . Well". The people go there every time of the year as there is no special time for going to the well. People go with every kind of diseases, but especially with sore eyes. You must do one round each day you go there and wash your eyes with the water.
If you want some special request you must go to the well to [enclosed within parentheses, probably by another hand] two Thursdays and on Sunday. People say that when anyone is cured, he see a white eel in the well.
Anne McInerney,
Lahinch.
An duine a thug an t-eolas dom
Mrs Mc Inerney
Lahinch.
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2018-04-13 20:00
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There are many wells around this place, such as St. Bridget's, St. Joseph's, Glenville which are the most important ones.
St. Joseph's well is the best one for cures. There was a man one time and he was knocked down by a motor car. He wasn't able to walk but he used go around on crutches. One day he was taken to St. Joseph's well, and when he had the rounds finished, he sat down on a stone, and when he stood up he was able to walk around [the final "d" written over an earlier "t"] without the crutches. This well is situated about seven miles from Lahinch.
St. Bridget's well is situated in Liscannor. One night a woman was washing potatoes for her supper. It was a very wet night, and when she was putting down the potatoes she had no water to boil them. She ran across the field and took a bucket of water from St. Bridget's well, and put it down on the potatoes. She had the potatoes down for about five hours but they never boiled. The next morning when the people got up the well was at the other side of the road.
Nancy O'Donoghue,
Lahinch.
An duine a thug an t-eolas dom.
Mrs. O'Neill,
Lahinch.
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2018-04-13 19:54
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St Bridget's well is about four and a half miles from Lahinch. It is called after St Bridget, because she was seen there. It removed once, because a woman washed potatoes in it. People from all parts visit St Bridget's well on the first of February, and the last Sunday of July.
There is an eel seen there, and anybody that ever saw the eel got their request. A man from Ennis that was only to go on crutches went to the well, and he saw the eel. He got cured, and he left the crutches after him.
Betty Flanagan,
Lahinch,
Co. Clare.
I got this information from,
Mrs. Flanagan,
Lahinch
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2018-04-13 19:52
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There are not many blessed wells in Ennistymon. The principal wells are St. Brigid's, St. Joseph's and St. Craoibin's wells. St. Brigid's well is situated about three miles outside Ennistymon. There are special days doing the rounds at St Brigid's well. The days are the first February and the last Saturday of July. There is an eel in St. Brigid's well and any person that sees the eel will be cured from their decease. There was a big statue of St. Brigid at the well but it is now broken. It was presented by Mrs. Healy Ennistymon.
St. Joseph's well is in Miltown-Malbay Co. Clare. People visitsit on St. Joseph's day and on the 8th May. St. Craoibin's well is situation about two miles outside the town. The water out of this well cures sore eyes. There are special prayers to be said at these wells. The prayers are, six Our Fathers, six Hail Marys and six Glorias.
Mary OLoughlin,
New Road,
Ennistymon.
An duine a thug an t-eolas dom.
Mr. Carrigg,
Main St.,
Ennistymon.
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2018-04-13 19:44
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There is a well about three miles outside Lahinch called "Glenville Well" or it is sometimes called "Saint Ann's Well".
The people go to the well every time of the year as there is no special time for going there. They go with every kind of disease, but especially with sore eyes.
You must do one round each day you go there, and wash your eyes with the water. If you [carat mark inserted, probably by another hand] some very special request you must go to the well two Thursdays, and one Sunday. The people that go to this well usually bring something, such as, as [this repeated "as" has been enclosed within parentheses, probably by a different hand] a vase, a pair of beads, or perhaps a statue.
I got this information from,
Mrs. O'Shaughnessy.
Lahinch.
Rita O'Shaughnessy.
Lahinch.
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2018-04-13 19:37
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There are many wells around this district, St. Joseph's well, St. Bridget's well and St. Craven's well.
St. Bridget's well is situated between Liscannor and the Cliffs of Moher. It is above the ruins of O'Brien's of Birchfield. It is said that a woman of the O'Briens family used the water from the well for washing potatoes and the next day it moved up farther.
I got this information from,
Mrs. O'Neill,
Parliament St.
Ennistymon
Co. Clare
Judy Straddling,
Parliament St.
Ennistymon,
Co. Clare.
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2018-04-13 19:34
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last day of July.
I got this information from my mother.
Bridget Collins.
Glann,
Ennistymon,
Mrs. Collins,
Glann,
Ennistymon,
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2018-04-13 19:33
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There are five Blessed Wells around the country. One in Miltown Malbay, one in Liscannor, one in Kilshanny, and one in Cloona. Their names are St. Josheph's, St. Bridget's, and St. Augustine's. There is a cure in every well but the one I know about best is in Kilshanny. A good many people were cured in it. People generally go there when they have sore eyes. There are certain days for going - on Tuesday and two Sundays. There are no certain prayers but any one you like to say. Any one who goes there leave something after them either a medal, a stone, or a penny. Most of the wells are surrounded with bushes and round them they pray. The people pay rounds to Saint Bridget's ["o" struck out] well on the
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2018-04-13 00:07
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By the heartless tyrant's band,
Though far away we think and pray,
For poor old Ireland.
___________
Let other countries boast of wealth,
And more of warriors bold;
And others too whose sceneries are lovely to behold,
Give to me those verdant dales,
Those lakes and rivers grand,
And true men brave who died to save,
Poor sainted Ireland.
___________
Ireland my sireland,
How oft I mourn for thee,
And watch the time when you shall rise,
A nation proud and free.
Iron doors shall be unchained splite ["spite" interlined with carat] of the tyrant band,
And thy lost right shall be regained,
In poor old Ireland
___________
This ballad was got from Mrs Grady Cashelduff aged seventy years. It was a popular in her youth.
___________
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2018-04-13 00:02
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Dear brothers of the Shamrock shore, on a foreign land we roam;
Far far from thee beyond the sea,
Three thousand miles from home,
Tho' exiles in a foreign clime,
Amongst stra["n" interpolated with carat]gers we must stand,
Filled with a hope we will see again,
Old sainted Ireland.
___________
When parting with my sister dear and loving brothers too,
The tears did fall at the North Wall,
When I bid them all adieu.
And comrades too with whom I played,
Whose hearts were light and bland,
By hill and dale and brook and vale,
I poor old Ireland.
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How sad at heart I felt to leave, old Erins lovely plains,
But still more sad my brothers feel,
To see her bound in chains,
Though exiles banished o'er the main,
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They couldn't first believe it, then they said the man was crazed,
But the Legue then took and tried him, and condemmed the villainy,
And put the boycott on him, and his innocent family,
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Twas then the holy horror of his sin on him came down,
No smile to meet, no hand to greet in country or in town,
His family went agin' him, all except his lovin' wife,
And swore they'd never own him to the last day of his life.
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So he sat and wrote a letter, and sent it to the League,
Sayin' how he had repented and asking that the plague,
Of the boycott be took off him, and ending in this strain.
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I'll keep the farm no longer, but will give it back again"
Oh! when the people heard the news, they gathered in a crowd;
The boys took out their banners, and beat their drums aloud;
And there was songs and speeches, and dances light and gay,
Around the flaming bonfires that night in old Loughrea.
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Come all you true-bred Irishmen and listen to my song,
And if you kind attention pay I wont detain you long,
I'll tell to ye the story true, and competent I am,
Concerning Murty Hynes [comma in pencil, ? another hand] the League [comma in pencil, ? another hand]) and poor Tom Bermingham,
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The place that Murty lived in, was handy to Loughrea,
The man was kind and dacent but he was led astray,
And did what every Christian must call a burnin' shame,
But now he has repented and cleared his honest name.
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When out upon the roadside poor Bermingham was sent,
Because with all his striving he couldn't pay the rent,
And keep up Lord Dunsandle, in horses, dogs, and wines,
Who comes and takes the holdin' but foolish Murty Hynes,
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The Agent twas that tempted him, and painted very plain,
If he would take the vacant land how great would be his gain;
Sayin' too if Murty lost the chance, to another it would fall,
And Murty the soft amadhaun took faith and hook and all,
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For miles around the people were "through other" and amazed,
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St Bridget's well is about four and a half miles from Lahinch. It is called after St Bridget, because she was seen there. It removed once, because a woman washed potatoes in it. People from all parts visit St Bridget's well on the first of February, and the last Sunday of July.
There is an eel seen there, and anybody that ever saw the eel got their request. A man from Ennis that was only to go on crutches went to the well, and he saw the eel. He got cured, and he left the crutches after him.
Betty Flanagan,
Lahinch,
Co. Clare.
I got they information from,
Mrs. Flanagan,
Lahinch
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There is a well dedicated to St Bridget in Liscannor which is about four and a half miles from Ennistymon. Spiritual and temperol favours are obtained when visiting this well where certain prayers are said. A promise must be made to leave something at the well when the favour is granted. It is said that anyone who beleives in the St. will allways see the eel and that her favour will be granted.
Bridie Shannon.
Chapel Rd.,
Ennistymon.
An duine a thug an t-eolas dom.
M. O Laughlin.
Chapel Rd.,
Ennistymon.