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Tomás Ó Cárthaigh, Page 57

God the Gardener

Fair are the flowers that bloom Fair they are no nose and eye But as they cannot last forever A time it …

Shall Another Read My Words

Shall another read my words In a far off distant day I hope that they enjoy the rhymes That I on paper …

Verses on Economics

I The workers pain is for the employers gain As to do his work de does strive Who from the harvest gets …

The Workers of the World

They made a system to liberate the worker Then told us how it would operate The Republic of and owned by the …

The Banishment from the Garden

The Lord looked down and saw man The man who could not see That he was naked as when born And that …

Sie kamen hervor

Aus dem Wasser kamen sie hervor, standen auf dem Land – jeder Vogel, jeder Mensch, jedes Ding irgendwo zwischen der Antarktis und …

Amach a Tháinig Siad

Amach as an uisce a tháinig siad, Sheas siad ar an talamh, Gach éin, gach duine, gach rud Áit éigin ón Moll …

The Dreams of De Valera

It is empty, the road, now There is no music, or sport. The young girls, beautiful, At dance, they are not. The …

Brionglóideanna de Bhaldraithe

Tá sé folamh, an bóthar anocht, Níl aon cheol, níl aon spraoi, Na cailíní óga, Ní go maith ag damhsa a bhfuil …

Snakes All Around Us

Readers of these pages from Ireland will be familiar with Fr Brian D’Arcy’s “”A Little Bit of Religion”” column in the Sunday …

To March They Had No Need

Not all Protestants have a need for Orangism, though there is a face that is not as bigoted as what is presented …

Roses Lamented Long Gone

The issue of housing developed in an area where traditions such as Orange Walks are objectionable to the new residents is something that is still being worked on in the North of Ireland.

The Bridge O’er The River

Slowly you flow, unobstructed and free, Slowly ou flow, on down to the sea, Slowly you flow under this bridge and me… …