6 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 Yesterday's Men Author Dave (Blue) Kinsella Subject The topic of the resource It was Jimmy from union that gave us the news They were closing our factory down. You could see it all there in the eyes of my mates, The anger, the sadness, the fear. Like our fathers before us they worked there with pride, You could tell there was bitterness burning inside. Farewell my companions, my friends, my workmates, Farewell to the pay-day, the pints, and the craic, For we gave it our best days and they paid us back By making us ‘Yesterday’s Men’. Description An account of the resource Dave (Blue) Kinsella rembers and records the shock, sorrow and anger when the Sugar Factory was closed, bringing to an end the local industry that provided work for generations of Carlovians in farming, transporting and manufacturing the sugar. County Carlow Pride in Place Social Comment 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 Christmas Wishes Author: Seamus Kavanagh Subject The topic of the resource In this poem, Seamus explores the real meaning of goodwill that underpins the Christmas message and the ancient, traditional hope for the new year. Description An account of the resource Christmas Wishes May the peace of ten thousand Christmases Be with you this crazy year With a season free from worry And a mind that holds no fear. May you follow every dream And never need a star, May the lights dispel the darkness, So you’re proud of who you are. May the Santa of your childhood Set your spirit free With happiness wrapped in hope, Beneath the Christmas tree! May the joy that Christmas brings, Stay forever by your side, May you always have the strength, To take life in your stride. May Christmas bring you closer, To those who hold your heart May love provide the glue, That will never let you part. May you make a million memories, That will forever with you stay May you regain the innocence That may have gone astray. May your Christmas be amazing, Filled with laughter love and cheer And you’ll have some left over, To last you through the year In a now uncertain world My Christmas wish for you Good health, love and laughter, For these will see you through. Carlow East Social Comment 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 The Games We Played Author: Seamus Kavanagh Subject The topic of the resource Poet Seamus Kavanagh remembers the games of his boyhood. days on the Carlow - Wicklow border. Description An account of the resource Among the rocks near "Miley's" We had our own "Wild West" Tom Mix, Roy Rogers And Hop Along, Were the heroes we love best. With wooden guns and steady aim, We hardly ever missed, As we shot down all the outlaws, Upon the " Wanted List". But when the "Leathers Echo" Sounded near the hall, The notes of the pied piper, Had not a sweeter call. The sheep were the spectators, The ditch the Hogan Stand, And Keogh's dog the leader, As we walked behind the band! We kicked, we ran, we scored, We didn't have a care And each took turns to commentate. Just like Micheal O Hehir. We fished for trout in the "Tinker's Brook" When the Summer stream was low, While in the drifts of Winter, We tracked rabbits in the snow. With piece of stick and bicycle wheel, We could roam the world o'er, No hill too high no sea too deep, That we could not explore. When the cuckoo called and swallow came, We searched every tree and bush, And each of us could tell the nest. Of blackbird, wren or thrush. We picked chestnuts in the Autumn Searched for frogspawn in the Spring And when the "Frockens" ripened, It was then we ate our fill! Among the ferns at " Hide and Seek" It was the girls against the boys, We now had grown much older And outgrown all our toys. Love it bloomed and hearts were broke, As we learned how to grow And you I sought and sometimes found When did I let you go? Carlow County Carlow East Pride in Place Social Comment https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/3dceccc8ed96afa38ed83219d5a4120b.MP3 2474baad1d4736bb29195e60cceaa666 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 The Keepers of the Flame (Air: The Bantry Girl’s Lament) Author: Dave Barron Subject The topic of the resource The Oral Tradition was central to how our Irish Culture was passed from one generation to the next. The stories, songs and poems that illustrated our Way of Life and our Cultural beliefs were repeated at social events, heard, modified and passed from one generation to the next. The local Rambling House sessions were a key element of that Oral Tradition. Sadly, the OT is now under threat from our modern social media. Our modern culture is shaped by influences that emanate from places, known and unknown, across the world; the values of our ancestors are diluted or dissolved. The moral framework that shaped and supported our Irish way of life is under serious threat. Now more than ever we need the Culture Framework and those who keep it alive. The song reflects on that Oral Tradition and its importance. It particularly remembers Eddie MacDonald of Clonmore, County Carlow, who successfully promoted and maintained the Rambling House tradition. Ar dheis Dé go raibh Eddie. Description An account of the resource Long, long ago ancestral lore was passed on orally; The spark to light the Cultural Fire was lit in family And local neighbours and the clan, all warmed to that same Flame And so all came to act the same, all Keepers of the Flame. Ár gcultúr úr, ó ghlúin go glúin, trí Coimeádaí ár scéal. That Cultural Fire, fanned into flame, became our Irish Way, So strong it burned Norse and Norman adopted Irish ways; Seanchaí and Bard, they were the stars who tended to the Flame; They told the stories of our race, the Keepers of the Flame. Ár gcultúr úr, ó ghlúin go glúin, trí Coimeádaí ár scéal. Queen Liza knew the part they played, how Bards maintained the Flame; Her empire tried to quench our Flame, to their eternal shame; But by fireside on Rambling Nights our Culture still was safe: The singers and the Fear an Tigh, all Keepers of the Flame. Ár gcultúr úr, ó ghlúin go glúin, trí Coimeádaí ár scéal. How can we keep the Flame today, with new technology? The button we press will answer all quests, from AI to Zoology; But AI and facts need more than that: they need a cultural frame: We need to maintain our Cultural Flame and the Keepers of the Flame. Ár gcultúr úr, ó ghlúin go glúin, trí Coimeádaí ár scéal. In old Clonmore lived such a man, McDonald was his name; He aimed to keep the Fire aflame, not glory and not fame; There Eddie Mac and his Rambling House all kept the Fire aflame, Now Eddie’s gone, he’s joined the throng, the Keepers of the Flame. Yes, Eddie’s passed to Heaven’s host of Keepers of the Flame. Carlow County Carlow East Liberty Local Character Pride in Place Social Comment 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 The Battle of Carlow A.D. 1798 Author: W. O'N. (possibly Slieve Margy?) From The Nationalist, 18/09/1897. Subject The topic of the resource The poem records the courage, motivation and fate of the hundreds who died on that terrible morning in May, 1798 when ambushed and slaughtered by English soldiers on Tullow Street in Carlow town Description An account of the resource A morning fair, o’erarched with skies of May, Broke over files of men in stern array- By wrongs made reckless – to avenge the flood – The seething torrent of their tears and blood By England’s hell-hounds shed. The sunbeams fell On bounding hearts that fear could never quell, On pikes and muskets gleaming bare and bright, That would ere long be gore-dyed in the fight. They silver-tipped the roofs of Carlow town, They fell on Crosbie’s lawn and mansion down, And far away o’er Wicklow’s hills serene They burnished all around with radiant sheen; And never sun shone on a braver band, And never yet had seen the old green land Hearts true as these for her to win renown, And free, as free as air, each hill and town. They gathered there from passes of Idrone, With step of grace and lightness all their own; From Myshal’s slopes, from Ballon and Ardoyne, They came, with Carlow’s gallant men to join; From Kellistown, and from the Burrin’s side, And Tullow’s sons aglow with manly pride, All, all combine to strike for homes and kin, And Freedom’s glorious laurels for Ireland win. Cheer after cheer ascends from them on high, Those gallant hearts resolved to do or die; With stately tread they march upon the town And cut the foremost lines of Yeomen down. When from each side a murderous fusillade Poured death and havoc ‘mong their ranks dismayed. The redcoats ambushed in each house secure Death’s leaden messengers sent swift and sure. Yet on they marched, their shot and shell defying, Tho’ hundreds now upon the streets are lying In ghastly heaps- their bravest and their best – Their hearts and minds forever now at rest; Hearts that with life and hope were brimming o’er At morning’s dawn, are now, alas! no more, Till twice three hundred men are lying dead And Carlow’s streets are dyed a gory red. Were Crimea’s heroes, a braver, nobler band Than those six hundred dying for their land, Or did they suffer a more glorious death Before the Russian canon’s fiery breath, Than they who fell in Freedom’s sacred cause, Insurgents made by England’s penal laws? Ah, no! the grandest and the noblest death Is ‘neath the flag of Freedom and of Faith. County Carlow Liberty Local event Patriotic Hero https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/9c5d4357187e6ee7f7727e62530b409b.jpeg a81109cdf5def3999282efe5d6c2273e https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/7a79d343e39ed8f01550d296392bada0.jpeg 6ac52f263b2917dbc3dcd2e012ff2d53 https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/0a44f3e984b7968438ff2aea83876c8b.jpeg eb2992c933996c42b4d6708bc95cfeb6 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 Éire Óg - The Halcyon Years Author : Tony Malone Subject The topic of the resource Tony celebrates in verse the great Éire Óg team that losr the club All - Ireland final in controversial circumstances because of a strange refereeing decision in Croke Park. Carlow County Carlow Town Sporting 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 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 The Old Church in Knockananna Author: Seamus Kavanagh Subject The topic of the resource Seamus reflects on the centuries of piety that surrounds the old church where he lives Description An account of the resource For two hundred years its stood, Among the Wicklow hills, The source of people's hopes, The cure for many ills. It was built by Fr Blanchfield, With faith and a hundred pound, And it is fitting that there he rests, Inside the church he found. The church bell was the clarion call, Never silent through the years, The harbinger of happiness Sometimes the source of tears. In silence now it stands, But close your eyes and you will hear, Carried on the wings of time, Voices raised in prayer. Along meandering Mass paths People came to pray, It was Faith that gave them strength And helped them on their way. It was there to offer solace To the men of " Ninety Eight" While prayers were said in Easter Week For those who met their fate. It survived man's inhumanity, The grief of two world wars And on a July evening, Saw man walk among the stars. But its doors they remain closed now, Locking in the memories there, Of those who knelt throughout the years, And talked to the Lord in prayer. Though they are long gone now, They haven't gone too far, For they've found rest and sleep in peace, 'Neath a headstone in the yard. Carlow East Pride in Place Religion Social Comment 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 The Hanging of a Carlow Boy Author : Unknown Subject The topic of the resource The song uses the melody of the well-known 'Croppy Boy' but it is localised to south Carlow, home of the feared Myshall Militia Description An account of the resource Early, early last Thursday night The Myshall cavalry gave me a fright: In my misfortune and sad downfall I was prisoner taken by Cornwall. In his guardhouse there I was tried And in his parlour my sentence tried’ My sentence passed and passed very low, Unto Duncannon I was obliged to go. As I was going up the mountain high Who would blame me then for to cry? I looked behind me, then before, And my tender parents saw and then ne’er saw more. When my poor parents did hear the news They followed me with money and clothes; Five hundred guineas they would lay down To let me walk upon sweet Irish ground. They guarded me through Borris town, The bloody Orangemen did me surround. The captain told me he’d let me free If I would bring him one, two or three. ‘I’d rather die or be nailed to a tree Than traitor turn to my country. In Duncannon ‘twas my lot to die, And in Duncannon does my body lie And every one that does pass by prays ’ The Lord have mercy on the Roman boy.’ Carlow South Local event Patriotic Hero Social Comment 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 The Battle of Carlow Author: Bill Nolan, Ballon June 5th, 1948 Subject The topic of the resource Bill looks back at the dreadful massacre in Carlow town on that fateful morning in 1798 and recognises the result of the sacrifices. Description An account of the resource ‘Tis the dewy hour of sunrise In the glorious month of May And the heated mist presages Summer’s splendour thro’ the day. Muffled, stealthy in the silence Sounds the noise of tramping feet: Men whose sons are free come marching Up the narrow, gloomy street. Do they think “What’s now the issue Of this long-awaited day?” Oh, the agonised emotions Of that hour before the tea. “Do the red-coats know we’re coming? Are the yeomen still asleep? All depends upon our silence And the vigilance they keep”. But the traitor is before them And the swords already drawn, And the peals of musket-thunder Echo thro’ the reddening dawn. Vain their rally soon ‘tis over; In their hundreds, brave they die, And the cabins where they shelter Soon in blazing ruins lie. Talk not of their dismal failure, Mock not at their courage vain, For today we reap the harvest Which they sowed that here were slain. Tales of causes lost blaze brightest When the battle’s bravely fought; Freedom’s jewel’s more precious When with blood ‘tis dearly bought. Carlow County Local event Patriotic Hero Social Comment https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/cc60e19f8c39f8c7486c4310afa8d5bd.MP3 f67180373fe9e1f23a5670ae940bec51 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 A Civil War Lament Author: Tom Williams, Taghmon Subject The topic of the resource The meadow grass has not been mown and the headland’s overgrown And from the woods of Gurteencrin the pheasant cock has lately flown. The soft red apples lie despoiled, on my mother’s orchard ground, And Autumn’s sun, its short day done, casts shadows all around. The old folk tend the pastures now for the young men have all gone To fight with grief for their belief, ‘twas a bitter feud and long; My brother, with his Thompson gun, faced me across the moor And against God’s will, I shot to kill, my sorrow will endure. The crossroads where the dancing feet sent echoes down the lane Are empty now, and many a brow is creased with grief and pain. Oh, who will cross the wide divide, and take my brother’s hand? Oh, who was with him when he died near Slaney’s shifting sand? How can we heal the broken rifts that separate us now, For friend fought friend until the end, can we smile again, and how Can hate and fear of yesteryear diminish in our minds? Oh, the Civil War was a cruel war to break the ties that bind. But the ash tree lives, and its seedlings give a hope to boy and man, And the GAA once more held sway in the fields where the hurlers ran; And the verdant spring a hope did bring, and the fields were tilled again, And the carefree sounds from the sporting grounds came echoing down the lane. Description An account of the resource The song was passed from the Wexford singer, Paddy Berry, to Tony Malone Carlow County Political hero Social Comment Sport