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1. [IGW] "On a Political Prisoner" - W. B. YEATS (Countess Constance (GORE-BOOTH) MARKIEWICZ [1]
ON A POLITICAL PRISONER She that but little patience knew, >From childhood on, had now so much A grey gull lost its fear and flew Down to her cell and there alit, And there endured her fingers' touch And from her fingers ate its bit. Did she in touching that lone wing Recall the years before her mind Became a bitter, an abstract thing, Her thought some popular enmity : Blind and leader of the blind Drinking the foul ditch where they lie? When long ago I saw her ride Under Ben Bulben to the meet, The beau
2. [IGW] Explorer Ernest Shackleton b.Co. Kildare 1874 - Quaker background [1]
BIO: Ernest Shackleton was born in Kilkea House, Co. Kildare on 15 Feb 1874. His father, Henry Shackleton, was a descendant of Abraham Shackleton, founder of the Quaker school in Ballitore in the 18th century. During the agricultural depression in the late 1870s, the Shackletons moved from Kilkea to Dublin and in 1884 to London. At the age of 16, Ernest was eager to pursue a career at sea and joined the Mercantile Marine as an apprentice. His first experience of polar exploration was as a member of Sco
3. [IGW] "Cycling to Dublin" -- Robert GREACEN (b. 1920) [1]
CYCLING TO DUBLIN Pulling the dead sun's weight through County Meath, We cycled through the knotted glass of afternoon, Aware of the bright fog in the narrow slot of breath, And the cycles' rhyming, coughing croon. "O hurry to Dublin, to Dublin's fair city, Where colleens, fair colleens are ever so pretty, O linger no longer in lumbering languour, Gallop the miles, the straight-backed miles without number." We were the Northmen, hard with hoarded words on tongue, Diven down by home disgust to the broad l
4. [IGW] Denis A. McCARTHY, b. 1871 -- "The Tailor That Came From Mayo" [1]
THE TAILOR THAT CAME FROM MAYO The little old tailor that came from Mayo -- God be good to him! Dead he is, ages ago. But I'll never forget him - himself and his brogue. And the comical gleam in his eye, the old rogue! For 'twas he that could talk, in those days, with the best; And you'd laugh at his jokes till you'd fear for your vest. And you'd never grow tired of the wonderful flow Of the language that came from the man from Mayo. In the long winter nights by the light of the lamp, When the weather ou
5. [IGW] Re: IrelandGenWeb-D Digest V02 #217 [1]
I don't wish to unsubscribe but please remove this address and add wlguion@yahoo.com Wendy
6. [IGW] "Mourners" -- James J. McAULEY (b. Dublin 1936) [1]
MOURNERS The widow returns to the house And accepts the quiet room, The polished furniture. Her hands rest in her lap. She will soon find something to do With her hands again. She says His name aloud in the room. ---- The one whose shoulder aches >From the weight of his sister's coffin Has turned his back to the wind To light a cigarette. Flame hollows his skull; Wind rips the smoke from his hands. ---- The man whose wife is lying Between the four tall candles Waits for the women to leave, Then climbs th
7. [IGW] " Whatever You Say Say Nothing" - Derry's Seamus HEANEY - (DEVLIN) [1]
Born in Derry April 13,1939, Seamus Heaney was the eldest of nine children to Margaret and Patrick Heaney, at the family farm in Mossbawn, Co. Derry. He said, "In the 1940s, when I was the eldest child of an ever-growing family in rural County Derry, we crowded together in the three rooms of a traditional thatched farmstead and lived a kind of den-life which was more or less emotionally and intellectually proofed against the outside world. It was an intimate, physical, creaturely existence in which the nigh
8. [IGW] Author Bram STOKER b. 1847 ("Dracula") - THORNLEY/IRVING [1]
BIO: Author Bram STOKER's (1847-1912) mother Charlott/e was the daughter of Thomas THORNLEY, of the 43rd Regiment. The family lived in Sligo and witnessed the Cholera epidemic of 1832. The epidemic was particularly severe in Sligo town and Charlotte's experiences are said to be his inspiration for the Dracula story. The THORNLEY burial plot is in St. John's Cathedral graveyard Sligo. Bram STOKER (1847-1912) wrote the horror story "Dracula" in 1897. He was born in Dublin, Ireland, in 1847. A sickly child
9. [IGW] Unsubbcribe [1]
I have asked to be taken off your mailing list twice. This is the third time. Please make it happen. HelenT965@aol.com
10. Re: [IGW] Provinces (Query, O'SULLIVAN Baltimore, Co. Cork) [1]
Mary, Baltimore townland is 615 acres in Co. Cork in the Barony of West Carbery, Civil Parish of Tullagh, Poor Law Union of Skibbereen, Province of Munster. There is also a Baltimore Town in the same area. Baltimore is 8 miles (18 km) SW of Skibbeern. It is a centuries old fishing village full of atmosphere. The tall, whitewashed "Beacon" offers fine view of the harbor and Skerkin Island across the bay, per my 1980s tourist guide. At that time there were regular passenger sailings to Clear Island, also
11. Re: [IGW] From Irene Diamond, Sydney Australia. [1]
Address for Irene in OZ is jake.d.muss.d@bigpond.com She isn't on this list, but perhaps she will join. Thanks Pete. Don ----- Original Message ----- From: To: Sent: Sunday, October 13, 2002 9:50 AM Subject: Re: [IGW] From Irene Diamond, Sydney Australia. > Don at donkelly@grovenet.net writes: > > << Irene didn't provide much to go one, but perhaps those who descend from > O'Rourke can at least give her some encouragement.
12. RE: [IGW] LDS Files temporarily open free [1]
Don, and all, The LDS internet site information is always free. They make modest charges for the CDs and for copies of source material, but searches are free. They have material available from all over the world. Check it out! Mary E. Young, California -----Original Message----- From: Don Kelly [mailto:donkelly@grovenet.net] Sent: Wednesday, October 23, 2002 9:16 AM To: IrelandGenWeb-L@rootsweb.com Subject: [IGW] LDS Files temporarily open free Some LDS files are reportedly open temporarily. I ho
13. [IGW] "Requiescat" -- Oscar WILDE (1854-1900) [1]
REQUIESCAT Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair Tarnished with rust, She that was young and fair Fallen to dust. Lily-like, white as snow, She hardly knew She was a woman, so Sweetly she grew. Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast. I vex my heart alone, She is at rest. Peace, Peace, she cannot hear Lyre or sonnet, All my life's buried here, Heap earth upon it. -- Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)
14. [IGW] Elizabeth J. COCHRANE- "Nellie Bly" - Pioneering Woman Journalist (SEAMAN, FOSTER) [1]
BIO: Pioneering woman journalist Elizabeth Jane COCHRANE ("Nellie Bly") was born in Cochrane's Mill, PA in the 1860s to the town's namesake and most prominent citizen, Michael COCHRANE, a wealthy landowner, judge and businessman. Mr. Cochrane had had ten children by his first wife, was widowed, and then fathered five by more by his second wife the third of which was Elizabeth. Apparently he put his second family in jeopardy by not having a will at the time of his death. Elizabeth began her journalism
15. [IGW] "Father-in-Law" -- Derek MAHON (b. Belfast 1941) [1]
FATHER-IN-LAW While your widow clatters water into a kettle You lie in peace in your southern grave -- A sea captain who died at sea, almost. Lost voyager, what would you think of me, Husband of your fair daughter but impractical? You stare from the mantelpiece, a curious ghost In your peaked cap, as we sit down to tea. The bungalows still signal to the sea, Rain wanders the golf-course as in your day, The river still flows past the distillery. And a watery sun shines on Portballintrae. I think we would h
16. [IGW] "The Reading Lesson" -- Richard MURPHY [1]
THE READING LESSON Fourteen years old, learning the alphabet, He finds letters harder to catch than hares Without a greyhound. Can't I give him a dog To track them down, or put them in a cage? He's caught in a trap, until I let him go, Pinioned by "Don't you want to learn to read?" "I'll be the same man whatever I do." He looks at a page as a mule balks at a gap >From which a goat may hobble out and bleat. His eyes jink from a sentence like flushed snipe Escaping shot. A sharp word, and he'll mooch Back
17. [IGW] Irish to America -- JACKSON/CROCKETT [1]
Starting in the later 1600s, migration from Ireland to America began to take on a recognizable pattern. While this migration to America included Irish Catholics, Anglicans, Quakers, and Baptists from every region of Ireland, from approximately 1680 to the Revolution (1776), the overwhelming majority were Presbyterians from Ulster. They were the descendants of settlers brought in from the Scottish lowlands by James I to settle (and ideally pacify) confiscated lands in Ulster. By the end of the 17th centur
18. [IGW] Fw: academic research project [1]
This was sent to me as the list administrator to forward to the list. I'm not sure what it is all about, and I don't know this person, but if any of you would like to look at it and take the time to fill out the surveys - here it is - if not - just delete. Jan Cortez List Administrator ----- Original Message ----- From: "Kevin Meethan" To: Sent: Tuesday, October 15, 2002 5:33 AM Subject: academic research project As well as having an interest
19. [IGW] Philip LARKIN (1922-1985) -- "DAYS" [1]
Philip Larkin, born in Coventry, England in 1922 worked at numerous libraries including the University at Hull and Queen's University at Belfast. Larkin died in 1985. "DAYS" What are days for? Days are where we live. They come, they wake us Time and time over. They are to be happy in Where can we live but days? Ah, solving that question Brings the priest and the doctor In their long coats Running over the fields. -- Philip Larkin (1922-1985)
20. [IGW] Resource -- Cos. Offaly (King's Co.) and Laois (Queen's Co.) [1]
Our website www.irishmidlandsancestry.com has a section dealing with historically famous names in the areas, links, etc. John Kearney. Irish Midlands Ancestry (Offaly Historical & Archaeological Society) Bury Quay, Tullamore, Co. Offaly, Ireland Web Addresses: www.irishmidlandsancestry.com www.offalyhistory.com E-Mail: ohas@iol.ie
21. [IGW] "A Stor Mo Chroi" (Darling of my heart) [1]
The history of emigration from Ireland to America has been well documented in song and this is one of the most poignant emigration songs. For the families of the emigrant the parting was a time of great sorrow, akin to a death. There was the horrendous journey on the emigrant ship that many did not survive, then there were the perils of the New World. Even if all went well it was unlikely that they would ever see their beloved again, due to the great distance involved. The "American Wake" was a traditio
22. [IGW] "Church Going" - Philip LARKIN (1922-1985) [1]
CHURCH GOING Once I am sure there's nothing going on I step inside, letting the door thud shut. Another church: matting, seats, and stone, And little books; sprawlings of flowers, cut for Sunday, brownish now, some brass and stuff Up at the holy end; the small neat organ; And a tense, musty, unignorable silence, Brewed God knows how long. Hatless, I take off My cycle-clips in awkward reverence, Move forward, run my hand around the font. >From where I stand, the roof looks almost new - Cleaned, or restor
23. [IGW] Co. Sligo -- Kilcullen's Seaweed Baths, Enniscrone - Orme, Blakeney, Galloway, Kilcullen [1]
SEAWEED BATHS: The Atlantic ocean resort of Enniscrone in south-west Co. Sligo is not only famous for its pristine beach running for six miles between white-capped ocean breakers and a range of sand hills, but it has long been celebrated for its soothing sea baths which are reputed to impart therapeutic blessings apart from being a deeply pleasurable sensual experience. Brothers Michael and Edward Kilcullen are the proprieters of a bath-house located at the Old Boat Port premises on the verge of the Atlan
24. [IGW] "Seeing Things" -- (I) Inishbofin -- Seamus HEANEY (b. 1939) [1]
SEEING THINGS Inishbofin Inishbofin on a Sunday morning. Sunlight, turfsmoke, seagulls, boatslip, diesel. One by one we were handed down Into a boat that dipped and shilly-shallied Scaresomely every time. We sat tight On short cross-benches, in nervous twos and threes, Obedient, newly close, nobody speaking Except the boatmen, as the gunwales sank And seemed they might ship water any minute. The sea was very calm but even so, When the engine kicked and our ferryman Swayed for balance, reaching for the ti
25. [IGW] "Father and Son" -- F. R. HIGGINS (1896-1941) [1]
FATHER AND SON Only last week, walking the hushed fields Of our most lovely Meath, now thinned by November, I came to where the road from Laracor leads To the Boyne river -- that seemed more lake than river, Stretched in uneasy light and stript of reeds. And walking longside an old weir Of my people's, where nothing stirs -- only the shadowed Leaden flight of a heron up the lean air -- I went unmanly with grief, knowing how my father, Happy though captive in years, walked last with me there. Yes, happy i
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