{"id":5044,"date":"2021-09-02T09:59:54","date_gmt":"2021-09-02T08:59:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=5044"},"modified":"2021-09-02T09:59:54","modified_gmt":"2021-09-02T08:59:54","slug":"pilgrim-of-invea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/pilgrim-of-invea\/","title":{"rendered":"Pilgrim of Invea"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/upload.wikimedia.org\/wikipedia\/commons\/thumb\/6\/67\/Ivrea_Duomo_Urna_Taddeo_McCarty.jpg\/1280px-Ivrea_Duomo_Urna_Taddeo_McCarty.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The pilgrim died, as the least of men<br \/>\nBut others learned in a dream<br \/>\nThat he, who had arrived alone one night<br \/>\nWas not as simple as he did seem.<\/p>\n<p>Another spoke that of his body, a glow<br \/>\nIt seemed to eminate<br \/>\nSo the least of men destined for the paupers grave<br \/>\nEnded up in robes, and lying in state.<\/p>\n<p>The simplest of folk of good hearts and deeds<br \/>\nWalk as if they are the humblest of all<br \/>\nWe are all pilgrims passing through Invea<br \/>\nFor whom death in its time does call.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Background &#8211;<br \/>\nThe remarkable life and death of <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Tadhg_Mac_C%C3%A1rthaigh\">Tadgh MacCarthy<\/a> is little known in the modern day.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The pilgrim died, as the least of men But others learned in a dream That he, who had arrived alone one night Was not as simple as he did seem. Another spoke that of his body, a glow It seemed to eminate So the least of men destined for the &#8230;<\/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":[3582],"tags":[524,4460,4461],"class_list":["post-5044","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-faith","tag-faith","tag-irish-saint","tag-maccarthy-reagh","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1jm","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1452,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/those-who-perfection-seek-shall-be-smited-for-their-pride\/","url_meta":{"origin":5044,"position":0},"title":"Those Who Perfection Seek Shall Be Smited for Their Pride","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"7th February 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=fqUwsFuNumA Those who total perfection seek shall be smited for their Pride For to achieve perfection is to say you are better than all others God made man with qualities of both bad and good inside No one, though he may think himself to be, is any better than another\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Biblical Epics&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Biblical Epics","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/moral\/biblical-epics\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/fqUwsFuNumA\/0.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":2584,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/dogma-must-die\/","url_meta":{"origin":5044,"position":1},"title":"Dogma Must Die","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"6th March 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"The death of dogma is the birth of morality.~ Immanuel KantDogma, dogma, dogma\u2026 it must die For it is not faith that makes men fight But rather the belief, unerring That they alone are right. 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