Archive for the ‘Irish Legends’ Category

This little known title is available on Gutenberg.org and it is wonderful:


A Celtic Psaltery is filled with Irish, Scots and Welsh Poetry translated by Mr. Graves himself.

Please Enjoy,

Michael Evan Kerry McCullough

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On rainy days alone I dine
Upon a chick and pint of wine,
On rainy days I dine alone,
And pick my chicken to the bone;
But this my servant much enrages,
No scraps remain to save board-wages.
In weather fine I nothing spend,
But often spunge upon a friend;
Yet, where he’s not so rich as I,
I pay my club, and so good b’ye.

— Jonathan Swift (1667-1745)

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Here is an interesting idea. Let’s hypertext almost every word in a work. I am ecstatic over finding this on the ‘Net.


How many times is the word gullible used in the novel/experiment? Well you’ll just have to tune in and find out.

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                       In Olden Times there was a king who had a very peaceful reign. Besides ruling very well and all of that the King was father to a young lady of extraordinary beauty.  There being a surplus of suitors and the King not very decisive he did decide to have a competition for his fair daughters’ hand.

                       In full armor the suitors were to run a race from the furthest field of the kingdom through the moat and to the castle wall. The first to touch the castle wall would win the Princess’ hand in marriage.

                       Of the competitors was young brave O’Reilly. He was just a bit cleverer than the rest you should know. When the race started O’Reilly led for a while until closing in on the moat. Realizing he might not win he cut off his hand and threw it at the castle wall. Splat did it hit against the wall and the king declared him the winner and thus did brave O’Reilly walk home with his bride.

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