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Beautiful lofty things; O'Leary's noble head; My father upon the Abbey stage, before him a raging crowd. "This Land of Saints", and then as the applause died out, "Of plaster Saints"; his beautiful mischievous head thrown back. Standish O'Grady supporting himself between the tables Speaking to a drunken audience high nonsensical words; Augusta Gregory seated at her great ormolu table Her eightieth winter approaching; "Yesterday he threatened my life, I told him that nightly from six to seven I sat at this table The blinds drawn up"; Maud Gonne at Howth station waiting a train, Pallas Athena in that straight back and arrogant head; All the Olympians; a thing never known again.

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William Butler Yeats

Beautiful Lofty Things

Beautiful lofty things; O'Leary's noble head; My father upon the Abbey stage, before him a raging crowd. "This Land of Saints", and then as the applause died out, "Of plaster Saints"; his beautiful mischievous head thrown back. Standish O'Grady supporting himself between the tables Speaking to a drunken audience high nonsensical words; Augusta Gregory seated at her great ormolu table Her eightieth winter approaching; "Yesterday he threatened my life, I told him that nightly from six to seven I sat at this table The blinds drawn up"; Maud Gonne at Howth station waiting a train, Pallas Athena in that straight back and arrogant head; All the Olympians; a thing never known again.

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( Song ) Europe in the dark age, was swept by an ignorant plague While Ireland was known for poets, scholars, and saints Invaders, would have Éire destroyed while only hurting themselves For it was the Celts, who taught poetry to ancient Greece They tried to burn her culture down But the ashes of Ireland proved fertile ground Green is the pearl, seed of the vine; great garden Love Songs of Connacht Beaten, almost forgotten she was Her sons sent off to the colonies And Ná Fíle; her poets, became beggars in the streets They tried to burn her culture down But the ashes of Ireland proved fertile ground Thank you Lady Gregory! Thank you A.E.! Thank you Will. B. Yeats! Thank you Ó Rathaile, Ó Carolan too! Thank you Mr. Synge! Thank you most of all Douglas Hyde Green is the pearl, seed of the vine; great garden Love Songs of Connacht They tried to burn her culture down But the ashes of Ireland proved fertile ground Thank you Lady Gregory! Thank you A.E.! Thank you Will. B. Yeats! Thank you Ó Rathaile, Ó Carolan too! Thank you Mr. Synge! Thank you Standish Ó Grady, and Pearse! Thank you Connolly, James! Thank you Merriman, Ferguson too! Thank you Rua Ó Súlleabháin! Thank you James Clarence Mangan! Thank you Tommy Davis! Thank you most of all Douglas Hyde! Of all the nations of the world Only Ireland's dream is a poet's dream Green is the pearl, seed of the vine; great garden Love Songs of Connacht Great garden Love Songs of Connacht

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Jun 6, 2015

Jun 6, 2015 at 10:17 PM UTC

ormond

Love Songs of Connacht

( Song ) Europe in the dark age, was swept by an ignorant plague While Ireland was known for poets, scholars, and saints Invaders, would have Éire destroyed while only hurting themselves For it was the Celts, who taught poetry to ancient Greece They tried to burn her culture down But the ashes of Ireland proved fertile ground Green is the pearl, seed of the vine; great garden Love Songs of Connacht Beaten, almost forgotten she was Her sons sent off to the colonies And Ná Fíle; her poets, became beggars in the streets They tried to burn her culture down But the ashes of Ireland proved fertile ground Thank you Lady Gregory! Thank you A.E.! Thank you Will. B. Yeats! Thank you Ó Rathaile, Ó Carolan too! Thank you Mr. Synge! Thank you most of all Douglas Hyde Green is the pearl, seed of the vine; great garden Love Songs of Connacht They tried to burn her culture down But the ashes of Ireland proved fertile ground Thank you Lady Gregory! Thank you A.E.! Thank you Will. B. Yeats! Thank you Ó Rathaile, Ó Carolan too! Thank you Mr. Synge! Thank you Standish Ó Grady, and Pearse! Thank you Connolly, James! Thank you Merriman, Ferguson too! Thank you Rua Ó Súlleabháin! Thank you James Clarence Mangan! Thank you Tommy Davis! Thank you most of all Douglas Hyde! Of all the nations of the world Only Ireland's dream is a poet's dream Green is the pearl, seed of the vine; great garden Love Songs of Connacht Great garden Love Songs of Connacht

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You. The Judy O'Grady Who's constantly waiting For ubiquitous flattery and lust A cold-blooded lady Untruly be gaining The trust of those gullible hearts My ****** oh Mary, Let your heartstrings vary From ruthless and violent ****** The sorrow that's buried Within you and harried Someday will ground you into dust Be wise, my old lady, The truth may be heavy And somehow might seem so unjust The power that's carried By love so unwearied To seize and inherit you must

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Jul 10, 2018

Jul 10, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC

greatbigcongratulations

You

You. The Judy O'Grady Who's constantly waiting For ubiquitous flattery and lust A cold-blooded lady Untruly be gaining The trust of those gullible hearts My ****** oh Mary, Let your heartstrings vary From ruthless and violent ****** The sorrow that's buried Within you and harried Someday will ground you into dust Be wise, my old lady, The truth may be heavy And somehow might seem so unjust The power that's carried By love so unwearied To seize and inherit you must

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earlyish in the mourning the moon begins to rise to the dirtiest consorting in the room between the thighs forbidden fruit from a filthy city that ruins lives so the troupe snipped ribbons ripped ties flew the coupe and found suit elsewhere Hell thought it was provoking when they caught em smoking loosies & tagging in elementary school bathrooms & peeping ****** movies for free mercy me, a perturbing flea ridden circus ballyhoo at high noon just look between the alleyways like pearly gates adjacent to & facing toward the gallow stage saved for traitors & may I say these are unhallowed days triple x files. furious grady stiles walked the daily eighty miles to the liquor store for his quick pick or maybe just a curious eye sore for bored out tricks on the nearest corner & the queerest gory ***** flicks for a nickel a dime a quarter &please; - mind the camera - hammer sickle sanskrit star prison bar stripe flock stickered on the flickering light mock bicker then its quiet on the farm tonight ⁢ doesn't seem right the sicker sheep seek sleepless nights in the street took Darwinian flight & a diving leap to diamond minds thicker fleece & meaner teeth drinking on cheap forties sneakin up on sweet ***** mother glory lordy.

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Apr 16, 2015

Apr 16, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC

soldamerican-

Alchemist's Unicorn; Disgruntled Youth Overture

earlyish in the mourning the moon begins to rise to the dirtiest consorting in the room between the thighs forbidden fruit from a filthy city that ruins lives so the troupe snipped ribbons ripped ties flew the coupe and found suit elsewhere Hell thought it was provoking when they caught em smoking loosies & tagging in elementary school bathrooms & peeping ****** movies for free mercy me, a perturbing flea ridden circus ballyhoo at high noon just look between the alleyways like pearly gates adjacent to & facing toward the gallow stage saved for traitors & may I say these are unhallowed days triple x files. furious grady stiles walked the daily eighty miles to the liquor store for his quick pick or maybe just a curious eye sore for bored out tricks on the nearest corner & the queerest gory ***** flicks for a nickel a dime a quarter &please; - mind the camera - hammer sickle sanskrit star prison bar stripe flock stickered on the flickering light mock bicker then its quiet on the farm tonight ⁢ doesn't seem right the sicker sheep seek sleepless nights in the street took Darwinian flight & a diving leap to diamond minds thicker fleece & meaner teeth drinking on cheap forties sneakin up on sweet ***** mother glory lordy.

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Mary of Gael sat on the dock Leprechaun spat O'neill coughed She of the banshee screamed!!! O'grady St Patrick love Spongebob.

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Jan 4, 2021

Jan 4, 2021 at 3:28 PM UTC

DMC

Irish Limerick

Mary of Gael sat on the dock Leprechaun spat O'neill coughed She of the banshee screamed!!! O'grady St Patrick love Spongebob.

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If I were a Miller and you an O'Grady would you lift flour bags? No, because I'm a lady. <> Bachelor: a young knight serving under another's banner. See also knight bachelor.[said to be from French bas chevalier, literally ‘low knight’ (i.e. knight of a low order).]

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Aug 11, 2019

Aug 11, 2019 at 5:14 AM UTC

ryan-olearyuu

The Bachelor.

If I were a Miller and you an O'Grady would you lift flour bags? No, because I'm a lady. <> Bachelor: a young knight serving under another's banner. See also knight bachelor.[said to be from French bas chevalier, literally ‘low knight’ (i.e. knight of a low order).]

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