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LuckOtheIrish
Posted November 3, 2011
I have been carrying this book with me just about everywhere since I bought it two weeks ago. I absolutely love it. I would recommend this book to any poetry, Ireland, and folklore lovers. Well, to be honest.... I would recommend it to just about anyone. It's wonderful.
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Posted August 29, 2011
The Fairies
Up the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting,
For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk,
Trooping all together,
Green jacket, red cap,
And white owl's feather!
Down along the rocky shore,
Some make their home,
They live on crispy pancakes
Of yellow tide-foam,
Some in the reeds
Of the black mountain lake,
With frogs for their watch-dogs,
All night awake.
High on the hilltop
The old King sits;
He is now so old and grey
He's nigh lost his wits.
With a bridge of white mist
Columbkill he crosses,
In his stately journeys
From Slieveleague to Rosses;
Or going up with music
On cold starry nights,
To sup with the Queen
Of the gay Northern Lights.
They stole little Bridget
For seven years long;
When she came down again
Her friends were all gone.
They took her lightly back,
Between the night and morrow,
They thought that she was fast asleep,
But she was dead with sorrow.
They have kept her ever since
Deep within the lake,
On a bed of flag-leaves,
Watching till she wake.
By the craggy hill-side,
Through the mosses bare,
They have planted thorn-trees
For pleasure here and there.
If any man so daring
As dig them up in spite,
He shall find their sharpest thorns
In his bed at night.
Up the airy mountain,
Down the rushy glen,
We daren't go a-hunting
For fear of little men;
Wee folk, good folk,
Tropping all together;
Green jacket, red cap,
And white owl's feather!
-William Allingham *1824-1889*
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Overview
The Celts have always loved words. They called their earliest bards 'Carpenters of Song' and ‘ People of Skill', and established a tradition which began with the intricate magical poems of Taliesin in the 6th century AD, continued in the rich Medieval works of Dafydd ap Gwilym and Rhys Goch, and in the 19th century work by Gerald Manley Hopkins, and can be found in the of 20th century work of writers such as R.J. Stewart, Robin Williamson and Catherine Fisher as well as a legion of other Celtic song-smiths, who have carried the torch of verse-craft and vision into our own time.John Matthews has chosen the finest works by these writers, and has ...