{"id":4073,"date":"2017-10-18T20:43:55","date_gmt":"2017-10-18T19:43:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4073"},"modified":"2017-10-14T20:50:58","modified_gmt":"2017-10-14T19:50:58","slug":"to-carry-a-hen-when-walking","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-carry-a-hen-when-walking\/","title":{"rendered":"To Carry a Hen When Walking"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Is trom Cearc i bhfad.”<\/strong><\/em>
\nTranslation: “A hen is heavy over a long distance.”
\nMeaning: Something apparently easy may become difficult over a long period of time.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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A hen carried becomes heavy when held long enough an Irish proverb says<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

A hen is a bird any man he can carry
\nFor she in weight she is light
\nAny man weak he can lift her
\nHe needs no great strength or might
\nBut walk a long road with her
\nAnd light and all she may be
\nTo the strongest man who carries her
\nShe shall soon seem heavy.
\nIt is with tasks that we take on
\nWe see time and again and again
\nWhat seems at the start to be easy
\nCan be as hard as holding the hen
\nWhen the road is long and the walker does tire
\nAnd leave down the hen he desires to do
\nBut he cant, for she’ll escape or be eaten
\nAnd its all because of the walker who is you.
\nSo be careful what you take on in life
\nBe cautious the tasks to which you agree
\nOr you’ll walk a long road with a heavy hen
\nAnd that bird so light will prove heavy to be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

“Is trom Cearc i bhfad.” Translation: “A hen is heavy over a long distance.” Meaning: Something apparently easy may become difficult over a long period of time. A hen is a bird any man he can carry For she in weight she is light Any man weak he can lift …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[54,256,3935,880,494],"tags":[3169,3937,3168,3936,3938,3170],"class_list":["post-4073","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ireland","category-irish-heritage","category-irish-proverb","category-philosophy","category-proverbs-and-folk-wisdom","tag-fowl","tag-hen","tag-hens","tag-irish-proverb","tag-poems-about-a-hen","tag-proverb","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-13H","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3102,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/hens-plan-a-holiday-in-scotland\/","url_meta":{"origin":4073,"position":0},"title":"Hens Plan a Holiday in Scotland","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"15th August 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"\"Thats a hens journey to Scotland\" ~ North Longford saying (proverb) Irish Folklore Commission The hens had heard by fluttering word To Scotland for a holiday they should go Told by the geese who once were there They had traveled far and would know. 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