10 10 322 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Traditional Songs, poems, and stories Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource First Mass Author: Martin Power Subject The topic of the resource Those frosty morns from long ago When I'd go to serve first mass Are as vivid in my memory Though many years have passed. I still can feel the bite of cold When my feet would hit the floor As I leave behind the warm bed And the old post office coat. And heavily buttered homemade bread And sweetened cups of tea Upon the kitchen table Would be waiting there for me, With my mother ever smiling As she buttoned up my duffel coat And sprinkled me with water From the font beside the door. I'd scare away the crafty crows That were picking at the cream, Then out the gate and down the street As I'd hear the church bell ring. The roofs are covered white with frost, The morn is crisp and clear As columns of smoke from early fires Rise straight into the air. I'd make my way down Pearse Road And along the slippy path I greet the early morning risers On their way to work or mass. A sweet smell from the sugar plant Drifts across the morning air As I hurry by the Croppy Graves And on towards St. Clare's. With my hands tucked deep inside my coat And my chin tucked in as well I hear the dogs along the Terrace Howl in rhythm with the bell. I hear the murmuring of the Rosary As through the chapel door I pass And I start to set the altar In time for early mass. Description An account of the resource In this poem Martin remembers some of the sounds, smells and sights of early winter mornings as he walked Graigue (cullen) to serve at first mass. Carlow Town Pride in Place Religion Social Comment https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/a3ff7d82ab153adc8c6c4ff01c901362.MP3 88b139195f844ce9cba16e0fbd191222 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/b8946ea13f5ed5ecdc2693d18fb04760.jpg 5b0634e7d022981d256025ca8fd32ca9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Traditional Songs, poems, and stories Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Fogarty's Threshing Author: Jim Nolan Performed by Danny Browne Description An account of the resource Location: Carlow south The great storyteller gives a fun recitation about an event from the county, giving a view of traditional work on the farm, as well as some of the mischief! Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available From Carlow Streams Subject The topic of the resource Theme: Local event and characters Jamsie Byrne is home from America, he came home the other day, We talked about all the things that happened in the parish since he went away. We talked about all the auld lads and the things that they said and done, He said he was sorry to come back home and find they were nearly all dead and gone. We looked across at an old broken-down house, you know says he the last time I handled a fork Was over there at Fogarty’s threshing, the day before I went to New York. I remember it was a cold frosty morning and we were threshing a big rick of oats But we were well prepared for the weather with our L.D.F. boots and topcoats. I remember old Fogarty coming out to the haggard and he started to lay down the law, He put three of us minding the sacks at the mill and three more for to make up the straw. He told two young lads to open the sheaves and myself and Jack Murphy to pitch, And he says ‘when ye take the top off the rick will ye make it up in a neat little heap in the ditch’. The driver got up in the engine, and the fly wheel it started to spin, Then he gave the whistle a blow that work was about to begin. Then he gave this lever a pull and the mill it started to hum, And the dust, it went up in the heavens when they opened the lid of the drum. About half past eleven Jack Murphy dropped down on one knee and he says with a nod and a wink ‘Ye may take it easy now lads the barmaid is here with the drink’. Sure enough, Mrs. Fogarty had arrived with the porter, it was covered with thick creamy froth, And judging by the look of the bucked she had not lost any time with the cloth. She buried her hands down in the porter as she filled each one of the tins, She says ‘I never got time to give them a rub after mixing the food for the hens’. At dinner time a lot of the lads went home, you see the place had not got a very good name, And if we’d known what we were going to get, I think we would have all done the same. Mrs Fogarty says ‘ye’s all must be starving, sit in and eat all ye’s are able’, And to tell the truth of the woman that day there was lashings of grub on the table. Somebody said that the meat tasted quare, of that there wasn’t a doubt, Jack Murphy said ‘wherever she got it, I’ll try and find out’’. Mr.s Fogarty asked us did we want any more, Jack said ‘I do’ and he held out his plate, ‘And I tell you, Where ever you got it that’s the finest of mate’. Well, Mrs. Fogarty’s face lit up with delight and she made a neat little bow, She says ‘you’d hardly believe it but that was the hind leg of the sow. She died after having the boneens, the poor unfortunate baste, We thought it nothing short of a sin to see such a fine lot of mate going to waste’’. Jack clapped his hand over his mouth and said ‘I don’t want anymore’, And he made an almighty burst for the door. After dinner when the lads came back they asked us what we had to eat, And when we told them they said it was a pity to have missed such a treat. About four o’clock this young chap went over to Jack, of course, he’d been told what to say, He says ‘Mrs. Fogarty is boiling the boneens, ye’s can have one apiece for your tea’. Jack’s face turned purple with rage, of course, we all took to laugh, Well, he gripped the young lad by the scruff of the neck and buried him down in the chaff. O’, ‘tis forty years since that day, there has been many changers since then, Although I enjoyed all my years in New York, I am glad to be back home again. Carlow South Emigration Fun Local Character Local event Nolan J Social Comment https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/9b2a0b9c35c972c64ad1fd96cdfe7e9e.mp3 f009f1a0623185e8f53d14a5faf228f3 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/98c141fad951dd8b2ef364542d612a1b.MP3 82b2d9627122273a19aff2f4f219e7d9 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/84772164df65c6bf10719d3747c891ec.jpg 3cc9f5ec8952a17088cfb4aebc580712 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Traditional Songs, poems, and stories Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Follow Me up to Carlow Author: P.J. McCall Singer: Fiach Moriarty Singer 2: Rathangan Choir Subject The topic of the resource Theme; rebellion Description An account of the resource Location: County, especially north-east Really a Wicklow marching song, but generally attributed to Carlow, it is probably the tune most associated with the county.Anyway, Wicklow did not exist as a county at the time of Fiach Mac Hugh o'Byrne!!! Carlow County Carlow North Liberty Local Character McCall PJ Patriotic Hero Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Amhráin Dátheangach Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Garsún Óg Fonn: Schoolday’s Over (Ewen McColl) Údar: Dave Barron Subject The topic of the resource Garsún Óg, ceithre bliana d’aois, Do laethanta leanbh thart anois; Amhráin airgid, guth an óige, ag éirí níos ciúine, Amhráin órga, guth clós na scoile, Ag ceiliúradh do thuras nua..... Garsún Óg. Garsún Óg, is gearr an spás Chun breathnú siar ar aois is fás; Beidh ceol beo na hóige ag preabadh i’d féithe déaga, Buille bríomhar fuil óg preabach, Ach níl sa chroí ach cré.....Garsún Óg. Gasrsún Óg, bí dóchasach, Tá leabhar do shaol ag oscailt romhat; Is féidir leat aon ní a scríobh sa scéal atá romhat; Tá leathnach bán ag fanacht do pheann, Níl ach tusa an scéal a dhéan..... Garsún Óg. Garsún Óg, caithfidh tu imeacht, Tá do laethanta leanbh imithe, thart, Tá Mamaí is Dadaí ag geata na scoile, buartha is uaighneach, Tá scéal a mbeatha ag gluaiseacht uathu Is cinniúint chéanna romhat..... Garsún Óg. Garsún Óg, you’re four years old, Your infant joys are now no more. The silver chimes of childhood’s voices are now fading away; The golden tune of schoolyard’s playing, It’s time to be on your way….. Garsún Óg Garsún Óg, soon enough you’ll know What it was like to age and grow. The fiery strains of youth will pulsate, will seem to last always; The throbbing beat of young blood pulsing, But in your heart of clay….. Garsún Óg Garsún Óg, be full of hope: Your life is opening out before Your songbook page, clean and white now, write on it what you may; The music of your life is tuning: Only you may write each phrase.…. Garsún Óg Garsún Óg, you now must go, Your baby infant days have flown. Mammy and Daddy feel so lonely as they must walk away. The music of their life is fading, And yours will too, one day. Garsún Óg, you’re four years old ….. Description An account of the resource Is é an chéad lá ar scoil am dóchais, ach brón, áthais, ach caillteanas; Is am é nuair a fheiceann tuismitheoirí a bpáiste ag imeacht den chéad uair, am imeachta, ach acmhainneacht agus dóchas. Is am é a thuigeann cé chomh tapa agus a chasann ciorcal an tsaoil. Is cosúil go bhfuil fonn Ewen McColl oiriúnach don téama de dhuine óg atá ag tabhairt aghaidh ar cheann de na haistrithe móra sa saol, sa chás seo ón mbaile go dtí an scoil. I gcás cailíní, d'fhéadfadh an focal 'Cailín' a chur in ionad 'Garsún'. The first day at school is a time of hope, yet of sadness, of joy, yet of loss; it is a time when parents see their child step away for the first time, a time of departure, yet of potential and of hope. It is a time of realization of how quickly the cycles of life spin round. Ewen McColl’s melody seems apt for the theme of a young person facing one of the great transitions in life, in this case from home to school. For girls, the word ‘Cailín’ may replace ‘Garsún’ Love Social Comment Social Event https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/e0c8a1624067c2117a95d89d7d52455c.MP3 dea1b162a66121d626fc2821ab810a99 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Traditional Songs, poems, and stories Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Glorious County Carlow Subject The topic of the resource A song singing the praises of the county and some of its sporting heroes Description An account of the resource You’ve heard of the Garden of Ireland and the Rose of Mooncoin so fair, The Killeshin hills are beautiful still and the wonderful Plains of Kildare. But somewhere between there’s a treasure unseen, it’s a place that I think you should know Where the Barrow flows fine through the waters of time: it’s the glorious County Carlow. You can travel some day to the weavers’ way in the beautiful, dear Clonegal See the Slaney cascade by the bridge of Aghade and the gardens at Altamont Hall. Mount Leinster looks down on sweet Borris town and over the hills to Drumphea. Go easy and slow now you’re getting to know the glorious County Carlow. There’s a sleigh that leads all men in Carlow town and the castle beside Milford bridge. They’re throwing up the rath where the fairy king sat and the malthouse that’s in Leighlinbridge. Father Murphy looks down on the old granite town with the sun on Mount Wolseley below But people who know come and say hello to the glorious County Carlow. We had sporting heroes in ’44 and many champions since then: Danoli applied through a proud Barrowside, Hardy Eustace won Cheltenham gold. We were ringing the cheers from the gallant Blackstairs right on down to proud Bagenalstown. We cheered them to win and we’ll do it again in the glorious county Carlow. Carlow County Pride in Place Sport https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/9305790b493cdd7658ba86f91224a379.jpg 222b1f8bd0681d14e5dd7681d64ae39a Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Traditional Songs, poems, and stories Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Glory Comes at Last Author: Luke Morrissey Subject The topic of the resource Theme: Hurling Heroes Description An account of the resource Location: Carlow south Luke wrote this to celebrate the Rangers hurling success in 2006 Carlow South Local event Morrissey L Sporting Hero https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/d68260bf547b1535c796dca787ac7d01.MP3 25ead04c760450ef00778b8eb13cc2d4 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/9c21fed2c0114dbefa8223eecf79ab51.jpg 5be257b38599ffc85865467dc9cd8584 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/1cf368a0e1ccfa3aa6c159eb88c5bc72.jpg aaf39aab72f3b9312c49c5d02eb9971d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource New Songs written to old Celtic Melodies Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Goodbye to Carlow Town Author: S. McCarthy Singer: Damien Brett Subject The topic of the resource Theme: patriotic hero, love Description An account of the resource Location: Carlow town Sean McCarthy (Shanagolden) wrote this after a sojourn in Carlow. It tells the sad love story of a widow with young son whose father died in the fight for freedom. The second text is Sean's own telling of the context for his song. Carlow Town Liberty Love McCarthy S Patriotic Hero https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/84250757ece898342ccb10c148f335f6.jpg b03c87f73e7f6eae3fe772a09d3782d0 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/bd9a752e970d525b5192475d71b195e6.jpg aaf39aab72f3b9312c49c5d02eb9971d https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/d55270c5027c7466eaa7e7c38fdd703f.jpg 5be257b38599ffc85865467dc9cd8584 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Goodbye to Carlow Town Description An account of the resource Themes: Love, patriotism, hero. Ballad about Carlow town in which a woman's lover dies in the fight for Ireland's liberty. Written by S. McCarthy Town, hero, love Sung by Damien Brett Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available From Carlow Streams Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Richard Breen Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource Ballad books Language A language of the resource English Liberty Love McCarthy S Patriotic Hero https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/9598d85300e9cd033475c8ff3b44796c.jpg 76b84e1409b0fedc837b324517028901 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/967fa7c3cd1413f62948cdd9b52a9367.jpg 26d30ce34bc408a2e6017cef7c8d4ad0 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Traditional Songs, poems, and stories Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Goodbye, Ye Hills Description An account of the resource Theme: Pride in place, recitation by M.C. Nolan Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available From Carlow Streams Carlow South Emigration Nolan MC Pride in Place https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/fb3f6f0395c3dd2e0a06ce33400f4f5a.mp3 6b2f6eab3649a0c2741e7f4a520672b5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Amhráin as Gaeilge Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Grá Faoi Bhláth Author: Aine Durkin Singer: Lisa Butler Description An account of the resource Theme: Love across three generations. Written for the Pan Celtic competition by Aine Durkin and sung by Lisa Butler. Grá Faoi Bhláth - Love Blossoms Grá Faoi Bhláth Nuair a chonaic mise thusa, scaipna scamaill romham Leathbhádóir os mo chomhair amach, ar léinseach chiúin Chas rotha mór an tsaoil, is rug orm athrú treo, Grá síoraí ‘s é ag seoladh liom, go deo na ndeor. Curfá Ó thit mé i ngrá i ngrá i ngrá i ngach preabadhcroí bhígrá faoi bhláth ‘cuma cén chaoi cén lá cén fáth ar bhealaí an tsaoil bíonn grá le fáil Nuair a tháinig páiste chugainn, thosaigh clann ag fás, Craoibhínúr ar chrann ár ngrá, is é faoi bhláth, Borradh eile i mo chroí, beatha nua álainn í, Fréamhaithe go buan i ngort ár nginealaigh Curfá…Ó thit muid i ngrá i ngrá i ngrá… Bhí muid sona, bhí muid sásta, ‘sin tháinig tú, Páistín ag ár bpáiste fhéin, i bpreab na súl, Réalt a’lonrúromhainn, a gealadh bealach úr, Ar rotha mór ár gcroí, ghlac tusa stiúir. Curfá…Ó thit muid i ngrá i ngrá i ngrá… Tá nithe ann nach dtuigeann muid, sin mar atá, An tráthúlacht ‘s’n ghreim chomh docht i gcúrsaí grá, Tá taisce ar an tslí, roimh an mbochtán, roimh an rí, Níl luach ná lá i ndán do ghrá, go dtéann tú thríd. Curfá Deireanach Ag titim i ngrá i ngrá i ngrá, i ngach preabadh croí beidh grá le fáil, Cuma cén chaoi, cén lá, cén fáth, ar bhealaí an tsaoil beidh grá faoi bhláth. © Áine Durkin When you appeared, the fog all cleared, and I could see That calmer waters lay ahead, where I should be, Shifting winds that blew steered my heart to you, We held the helm of harmony, it got us through. Chorus I fell in love in love in love, My heart beating free as love unfurled, Life is a whirlwind in a world, Where love blossoms free at every turn. A child arrived, and ‘we’ became not two but three, Another branch upon our tree of family, Joy innate so strong, when new life comes along, A deep-root starts within the heart, where love belongs. Chorus And, we fell in love in love in love/Our hearts beating free as love unfurled... Our children grew, like years they flew, then you arrived, Such precious news, this gift of you, child of our child, Happy hearts renewed ‘n elation they once knew, Ever pleasures, endless treasures, found in you. Chorus We fell in love in love in love/ Our hearts beating free… So, where is love, when will it come, what year, what day? Coincidence or providence, it’s hard to say, Treasure’s there for sure, no matter rich or poor, Love’s all around, and can be found where it finds you. Chorus Falling in love in love in love, all hearts will be free when love unfurls, Life is a whirlwind in a world, where love blossoms free at every turn. © Áine Durkin Subject The topic of the resource Theme: Love Durkin A Love