Loose Lips
Oh those fools of no schools, all swords and big mouths Who stand as not planned and boast and drunkenly shout It …
In the Shadow of Cairn Hill
Are they true the old tales, that he who slay Queen Maeve, Neath one of these cairns in death enjoys sleep? That …
Idle Thoughts While Walking in Sligo
There is little in lapping waves here where I walk, And mountains tall loom over houses, Neath a grey sky that fortells …
Maedb’s Seduction
Tell the man that I am as he knows me to be And he can know as he desires all he desires …
Maedb Desires A Bull
All I have, has my husband, and a lot has he As have I, but yet my husband has more than me …