Stair na hÉireann | History of Ireland

Stair na hÉireann | History of Ireland

Irish History, Culture, Heritage, Language, Mythology

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’by John William Cherry

16/03/2023.Reading time 2 minutes.

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’ by John William Cherry There’s a dear little plant that grows on our isle. ‘Twas St. Patrick himself that sure set it; and the sun on his labour with pleasure did smile, and with dew from his eye often wet it. It shines thro’ the bog. Thro’ the brake […]

‘In Memory of My Mother’ by Patrick Kavanagh

10/05/2022.Reading time 3 minutes.

‘In Memory of My Mother’ (Patrick Kavanagh) I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down a lane among the poplars On your way to the station, or happily Going to second Mass on a summer Sunday You meet me and you say: ‘Don’t […]

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’by John William Cherry

16/03/2022.Reading time 2 minutes.

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’ by John William Cherry There’s a dear little plant that grows on our isle. ‘Twas St. Patrick himself that sure set it; and the sun on his labour with pleasure did smile, and with dew from his eye often wet it. It shines thro’ the bog. Thro’ the brake […]

‘In Memory of My Mother’ by Patrick Kavanagh

10/05/2021.Reading time 3 minutes.

‘In Memory of My Mother’ (Patrick Kavanagh) I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down a lane among the poplars On your way to the station, or happily Going to second Mass on a summer Sunday You meet me and you say: ‘Don’t […]

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’by John William Cherry

16/03/2021.Reading time 1 minute.

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’ by John William Cherry There’s a dear little plant that grows on our isle. ‘Twas St. Patrick himself that sure set it; and the sun on his labour with pleasure did smile, and with dew from his eye often wet it. It shines thro’ the bog. Thro’ the brake […]

‘In Memory of My Mother’ by Patrick Kavanagh

10/05/2020.Reading time 3 minutes.

‘In Memory of My Mother’ (Patrick Kavanagh) I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down a lane among the poplars On your way to the station, or happily Going to second Mass on a summer Sunday You meet me and you say: ‘Don’t […]

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’by John William Cherry

16/03/2020.Reading time 2 minutes.

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’ by John William Cherry There’s a dear little plant that grows on our isle. ‘Twas St. Patrick himself that sure set it; and the sun on his labour with pleasure did smile, and with dew from his eye often wet it. It shines thro’ the bog. Thro’ the brake […]

‘In Memory of My Mother’ by Patrick Kavanagh

12/05/2019.Reading time 3 minutes.

‘In Memory of My Mother’ (Patrick Kavanagh) I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down a lane among the poplars On your way to the station, or happily Going to second Mass on a summer Sunday You meet me and you say: ‘Don’t […]

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’by John William Cherry

16/03/2019.Reading time 1 minute.

‘The Dear Little Shamrock of Ireland’ by John William Cherry There’s a dear little plant that grows on our isle. ‘Twas St. Patrick himself that sure set it; and the sun on his labour with pleasure did smile, and with dew from his eye often wet it. It shines thro’ the bog. Thro’ the brake […]

‘In Memory of My Mother’ by Patrick Kavanagh

13/05/2018.Reading time 1 minute.

‘In Memory of My Mother’ (Patrick Kavanagh) I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down a lane among the poplars On your way to the station, or happily Going to second Mass on a summer Sunday You meet me and you say: ‘Don’t […]

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