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Post by trescuinge on Jan 27, 2016 22:38:57 GMT -5
To restart this thread I'd like to quote a true Dalcassian, Dermot Mac Turlough Mor O'Brien:
Dénaid calma a caomsluaghu. a clanna Táil triathnertmair. ní feidm míled maothcuma. gataid oraind anbuaine. is mó ár níc ná ár nesbadha. atáid agaib oibrecha. bad cóir dáib do deghdénam. ar tuit lib san láithirsi. do clandaib Briain boroma. onóir uagh is adlaicthi. do tabairt do'n triathfedhain. mórthinól bar marbcharad. ar leith as an laochraidsi. faidb is cind do comáirem. beocréchda do beochengal. dul.i seilb na sluaghríghe. menma ar éigin d'ard || ughadh. calmacht ar dia deighdénaid Be brave, gentle host; powerful, princely children of Tál. A mournful aspect is not the office of a soldier. Put away our unease, our gain is greater than our loss. You have work before you and it would be best to do it well. Some of yours have fallen here, some of the children of Brian Boru, give this noble troop the honor of grave or tomb. Make a great-gathering of our dead friends from the band of heroes. Reckon the spoils and count heads; bandage the open wounds, take possession of the common sovereignty. Strive to raise your spirits. Have courage by God and do well.
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Post by paulmc on Jan 28, 2016 9:10:35 GMT -5
One of my favorites, from Lady Gregory's GODS & FIGHTING MEN.
Then Finn gave him an advice, and it is what he said: "If you have a mind to be a good champion, be quiet in a great man's house; be surly in the narrow pass. Do not beat your hound without a cause; do not bring a charge against your wife without having knowledge of her guilt; do not hurt a fool in fighting, for he is without his wits. Do not find fault with high-up persons; do not stand up to take part in a quarrel; have no dealings with a bad man or a foolish man. Let two-thirds of your gentleness be showed to women and to little children that are creeping on the floor, and to men of learning that make the poems, and do not be rough with the common people. Do not give your reverence to all; do not be ready to have one bed with your companions. Do not threaten or speak big words, for it is a shameful thing to speak stiffly unless you can carry it out afterwards. Do not forsake your lord so long as you live; do not give up any man that puts himself under your protection for all the treasures of the world. Do not speak against others to their lord, that is not work for a good man. Do not be a bearer of lying stories, or a tale-bearer that is always chattering. Do not be talking too much; do not find fault hastily; however brave you may be, do not raise factions against you. Do not be going to drinking-houses, or finding fault with old men; do not meddle with low people; this is right conduct I am telling you. Do not refuse to share your meat; do not have a niggard for your friend; do not force yourself on a great man or give him occasion to speak against you. Hold fast to your arms till the hard fight is well ended. Do not give up your opportunity, but with that follow after gentleness."
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Post by deuce on Feb 3, 2016 11:51:11 GMT -5
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Post by trescuinge on Feb 3, 2016 23:00:35 GMT -5
Nice articles Deuce. The Dictionary of the Irish Language is a great resource: www.dil.ie/This week's 'Word of the Week' has a proverb that is just full of wisdom and pathos: CIÏD 'cries, weeps' could be used of crying for joy but was more usually associated with grief or repentance. One of the most memorable occurrences of this verb in medieval Irish literature is in what seems to be a proverbial statement roughly equivalent to 'ignorance is bliss': ni ciat súli ní nach aiccet 'eyes do not weep for what they do not see' LL 13853
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Post by deuce on Feb 9, 2016 22:52:43 GMT -5
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Post by deuce on Feb 12, 2016 11:18:00 GMT -5
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Post by deuce on Feb 16, 2016 14:09:16 GMT -5
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Post by trescuinge on Feb 17, 2016 22:55:01 GMT -5
Nice article. Ultimately he seems to agree with the conclusions that Greene and O'Connor came to back in the 60's.
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Post by deuce on Feb 23, 2016 17:12:17 GMT -5
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Post by trescuinge on Feb 27, 2016 13:34:48 GMT -5
An Irish-American general retires.
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Post by deuce on Feb 29, 2016 13:44:19 GMT -5
The ancient Dun Conor, Isles of Arran (referred to by REH), as painted by Jim Fitzpatrick.
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Post by deuce on Feb 29, 2016 14:12:14 GMT -5
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Post by trescuinge on Mar 17, 2016 18:02:51 GMT -5
For St. Patrick's Day a little snippet from the 'Acallam na Senórach' 113] Is annsin adubairt Pátraic: ‘nár' maith in tigerna icá rabhuir-si .i. Find mac Cumaill?’ Ocus ro ráid Cáilti in formolad bec-so and sin:
Dámadh ór in duille donn chuiris di in caill, dámad airget in gheal-tonn ro thidhluicfed Find.
‘Cia ro choimét sibh-si mar sin’, ar Pátraic, ‘in bar m-beathaidh?’ Ocus ro frecair Cáilte .i. ‘fírinde inár croidhedhaibh & nertt inár lámhaibh, & comall inár tengthaibh.’
'Then Patrick asked, 'Was Finn mac Cumaill, your former lord, a good man?' Cailte, in reply gave this short eulogy.
'Were the dark leaves gold, that the trees discard, And the white wave silver, Finn would give away all.'
'What has kept you warriors alive for all these years?' asked Patrick. Cailte replied, 'The truth of our hearts, the strength of our arms, and the constancy of our tongues.'
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Post by deuce on Mar 17, 2016 23:08:44 GMT -5
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Post by deuce on Mar 18, 2016 11:13:44 GMT -5
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