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And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.
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I am an Irishman, sir." "Irish Irish?" "Yes, sir.
Wake up Ethiopia! Wake up Africa! Let us work towards the one glorious end of a free, redeemed and mighty nation. Let Africa be a bright star among the constellation of nations.
Fortune and love favour the brave.
[Lat., Audentum Forsque Venusque juvant.]
I try to clutch onto those last moments in the place that I was born to, but I was so busy *living* them! How was I to know I'd have to capture everything I ever wanted to remember of Eire for the rest of my life?
Ya see I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun.
You wanna fight, then step up and we'll get it on!
Coimhead feara fhear na foighrde.
(Beware the anger of a patient man)
Good morrow, fair ones; pray you, if you know,
Where in the purlieus of this forest stands
A sheep-cote fenc'd about with olive trees?
If I were not French I would choose to be - Scotch.
Letmeoutletme
outletmeoutletmeout.
Wait--let me back in!
...
Letmeinletme
inletmeinletmein.
Wait--let me back out!
Ireland has made its choice for the future and it has chosen the version of Irishness it will build. I know, and I will work with head and heart to be part of it with all of you in creating that future one in which all of us can be part of and part of us too.
We refuse to lie here in dishonor! We are not criminals, but Irishmen! This is the crime of which we stand accused.
What relish is in this? How runs the stream?
Or I am mad, or else this is a dream.
Let fancy still my sense in Lethe steep.
If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep!
Where would the Irish be without someone to be Irish at?
Don't add an eezy to my name, 'cause it has never been that'
Quod me alit, me extinguit"
'What feeds me, extinguishes me
O blessed bounty, giving ail content!
The only fautress of all noble arts
That lend'st success to every good intent.
A grace that rests in the most godlike hearts,
By heav'n to none but happy souls infus'd
Pity it is, that e'er thou wast abus'd.
Let us drink to the renewed success of Irish arms, and confusion to the Pope.
France is invaded; I am leaving to take command of my troops, and, with God's help and their valor, I hope soon to drive the enemy beyond the frontier.
Bad spellers of the world untie!
You are the eternal France, I love you.
F.E.A.R. Stood for face everything and recover
The glory of the old Irish nation, which in our hour will grow young and strong again. Should we fail, the country will not be worth more than it is now. The sword of famine is less sparing than the bayonet of the soldier.
-sounds like the /ee/ sound in the English
An Irishman I am, begora! With a heart and a spirit on
me not crushed be a hundred years of oppression. I'll be getting me
shillelagh out next, wait'll you see.
I 'uz mos' to de foot er de islan' b'fo' I found' a good place. I went into de woods en jedged I wouldn' fool wid raffs no mo', long as dey move de lantern roun' so. I had my pipe en a plug er dog-leg, en some matches in my cap, en dey warn't wet, so I 'uz all right.
Felds hath eyen, and wode have eres.
My friend. My love. My breath.-Eagan
I am very proud to be Irish.
We call upon a God so great, amidst a very sacred date, to bless us with a mighty feast of wine and bread and beast. To Dagda of the Irish Isle, God of Earth with charming smile, we gently do invoke thy power; be with us on the witching hour.
Kutesosh gajair'is." It was a bare whisper.
"Such simple phrases. I destroy the enemy. I protect life. And my personal favorite - "
"Kun-kabynalti osu fuir'is."
"None shall die while I watch over them. The irony is so beautiful." Elkinsair wiped at his eyes.
An Druides be, thanne answere me: whos love in Eire is moste fyn and fre?" Herne
"whether in bedde or in feeld do ye meet, Flidais awaiteth your limbes to greet." Atticus
We thought you would not die - we were sure you would not go; And leave us in our utmost need to Cromwell's cruel blow - Sheep without a shepherd when the snow shuts out the sky - Oh, why did you leave us, Eoghan? Why did you die?
Laissez les bon temps rouler! (Let the good times roll!)
What-e're thou art,
Act well thy part.
Think ere you speak
O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war,
Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?
But while Ireland is not free I remain a rebel, unconverted and unconvertible. There is no word strong enough for it. I am pledged as a rebel, an unconvertible rebel, to the one thing - a free and independent Republic.
Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force! You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you.
But it is infamous that they have not told you!' declared Eustacie. 'Je n'en reviendrai jamais!'
'If it's all the same to you, miss, I'd just as soon you'd talk in a Christian language,' said Mr. Stubbs.
Help, Remy, help!
Emile! Start swinging the light!
Aye, then. Come and dance with the Ech'lon. You can be me bloody retinue. King o' Fools and 'is merry band o' jesters. If they don't laugh us out o' the tower, it'll be a bleedin' miracle.
Go, go, good countrymen, and, for this fault,
Assemble all the poor men of your sort;
Draw them to Tiber banks, and weep your tears
Into the channel, till the lowest stream
Do kiss the most exalted shores of all.
Somebody once said that the Irish derived the greatest benefit from the English language. They court it like a beautiful woman. They make it bray with donkey laughter, they fling it at the sky like paint pots full of rainbow colors.
Faygne woulde I curse thee further, botte mie tyngue
Denies mie harte the favoure soe toe doe.
Francaise with our own proper pack. This permission, we feel bound to say, was graciously granted; which compels us here to give a public contradiction to the slanderers who pretend that we live
Now will I rehearse before you a very ancient Breton Lay. As the tale was told to me, so, in turn, will I tell it over again, to the best of my art and knowledge. Hearken now to my story, its why and its reason.
Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Arm! Advance! Hope of France! Gaily! gaily! closed our ranks! Onward! Onward! Gauls and Franks!
If we turn to early Irish literature, as we naturally may, to see what sort of people the Irish were in the infancy of the race, we find ourselves wandering in delighted bewilderment through a darkness shot with lightning and purple flame.
One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once.
[Lat., Omnes una manet nox,
Et calcanda semel via leti.]
Wery weeny wight, plead for Morandmor! Notre Dame de la Ville, mercy of thy balmheartzyheat!
I shall not lie!" Eilonwy cried, "not for this traitor and deserter."
"It is not for him," Taran said quietly, "but for the sake of our quest."
"It isn't right," Eilonwy began, tears starting in her eyes.
"We do not speak of rightness," Taran answered. "We speak of a task to be finished.
Wiv difficulty 'an injinuity. Jest bein' smart, like.
E smart, don't be a retard.
Drink from me and live forever.
Lestat de Lioncourt
She's coming here with Aer Lingus.
For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of Lochinvar.
Alea iacta est. The die has been cast.
What! A ferocious animal has sucked the blood of my family. I tell you to get rid of that beast, and you ask me, What shall we put in its place!" Voltaire's
May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, The angels protect you, And heaven accept you. Irish blessing
I would never repudiate the fact that I am an Irishman
If the Irish programme did not insist on the Irish language I suppose I could call myself a nationalist. As it is, I am content torecognize myself an exile: and, prophetically, a repudiated one.
Aujourd'hui, rien.
That's what Louis XVI wrote in his diary on the day of the storming of the Bastille.
Sapere aude. Dare to be wise.
Irish-sparkle-fish,-- Anne Eliot
Remember, "I" before "E", except in Budweiser.
Pas a pas, se va luenh.
Step by step, we make our way.
I am Patrick, yes a sinner and indeed untaught; yet I am established here in Ireland where I profess myself bishop. I am certain in my heart that 'all that I am,' I have received from God. So I live among barbarous tribes, a stranger and exile for the love of God.
My soul is still Irish.
Ireland sober is Ireland stiff. Lord help you, Maria, full of grease, the load is with me! Your prayers. I sonht zo! Madammangut!
Go my favorite sports team go! Score a goal. Unit. Basket. Go squadron! Defeat the opponents soundly in this ... skirmish.
Gilly Gilleshpee
Even when they have nothing, the Irish emit a kind of happiness, a joy.
Aiya Earendil Elenion Ancalima!
This is Ireland, Finley. It's rough. It's wild. And it is holy.
(Claude and Marcel LeFever were speaking in French. This simultaneous English translation is being beamed to the reader via literary satellite.)
My friendship you shall have, leanred Man," piped Reepicheep. "And any Dwarf
or Giant
in the army who does not give you good language shall have my sword to reckon with.
However it may be for others, for us of the Citizen Army there is but one ideal - an Ireland ruled, and owned, by Irish men and women, sovereign and independent from the centre to the sea, and flying its own flag outward over all the oceans.
I'm Irish but I design something that is quintessentially English and I love hats.
I'm 100% Celt. In fact, I'm directly related to the progenitor of the high kings of Ireland, Niall of the Nine Hostages.
Irish as a Paddy's pig.
We Irish are born dreamers; sometimes we never wake up at all, and then we're counted failures.
To the Memory of the Americans who fell at Eutaw,
This is Deirdre," said Addison. "She's an emu-raffe, which is a bit like a donkey and a giraffe put together, only with fewer legs and a peevish temper. She's a terrible sore loser at cards," he added in a whisper. "Never play an emu-raffe at cards. Say hello, Deirdre!
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.
Ireland has a role to play in making the E.U. united and strong.
I have encountered on this long road an enthusiasm for an Irishness which will be built on recognising again those sources from which spring the best of our reason and curiosity.
I'm the C.E.O., n<>ong>oong>minated by the shareh<>ong>oong>lders. If they're n<>ong>oong>t happy, I have t<>ong>oong> take the c<>ong>oong>nsequences.
Effie Seabright, we've been fated to meet you for a long time.
We may conceive an hope that the next generation will in tongue and heart and every way else become English; so as there will be no difference or distinction but the Irish sea betwixt us.
The ram winked. You like my new wool coat? Because I like ewe. Get it? Ewe?
You were very brave, Demoiselle Marie.
for the French clergy,
Those dreams are true which we have in the morning, as the lamp begins to flicker.
[Lat., Namque sub Aurora jam dormitante lucerna
Sommia quo cerni tempore vera solent.]
For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde, Ay fleeth the tyme; it nyl no man abyde.
Of faire things, the Autumne is faire.
We who have seen the truth will reshape the world, and Ireland shall be our entrance to this world beyond words.
Go fetch to me a pint o' wine,
An' fill it in a silver tassie.
France had shown a light to all men, preached a Gospel, all men's good; Celtic Demos rose a Demon, shriek'd and slaked the light with blood.