Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Irish Blessings and sayings

So today I thought I would go off my usual protocol of giving you information on places we will be seeing or want to see. I thought today I would just share with you some good ole fashion Irish blessings, proverbs and sayings. The Irish definitely have a way with words! I hope you enjoy these!


May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you


(This one has always been my favorite)

Now sweetly lies old Ireland
Emerald green beyond the foam,
Awakening sweet memories,
Calling the heart back home


May your heart be warm and happy
With the lilt of Irish laughter
Every day in every way
And forever and ever after.


Ireland is where strange tales begin
and happy endings are possible.


The Legend of Ireland's Magic Harp
 
In the misty hills of Ireland
A long, long time ago,
There lived a lovely Irish lass
Who loved her father so.
One day he went to fetch some wood,
But he did not soon return,
And so his loving daughter's heart
Was filled with great concern.
She searched for him throughout the day,
And when a fog came in
She wept, for she was fearful
They would never meet again.
Then suddenly, a little band
Of leprechauns came by.
They all were very saddened.
To hear the lovely maiden cry.
They asked if they might have a lock
Of her long and golden hair,
Then tied the silken strands across
A crooked limb with care.
'Twas a magic harp they'd made,
And when the maiden touched each strand,
The music led her father home
Across the misty land.
And to this day the harp remains
A cherished symbol of
The blessings of the hearth and home
The Irish dearly love.



Bless you and yours
As well as the cottage you live in.
May the roof overhead be well thatched


May those who love us love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we'll know them by their limping.
And those inside be well matched
.
Always remember to forget
The friends that proved untrue.
But never forget to remember
Those that have stuck by you
.

I hope that you have enjoyed some of these great little diddies as My father would say. Until the next time!

C'ead Mile Failte (Gaelic for "A hundred thousand welcomes")

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