5 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 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 Carlow's Hallowed Grave Author: Martin Power Melody: The Caramagnole Subject The topic of the resource In Carlow town there is a grave That lies beyond the bridge at Graigue; It's the resting place of Carlow's sons That fell before the Saxon guns. CHORUS And hallowed ground this grave it be Where once there grew three mighty trees Planted there for remembrance sake For the sons that fell in ninety-eight. In Carlow town that fateful morn The men assembled at the dawn And marched as one through Carlow's streets To fight and set their country free. But their daring plan had been revealed And the foe, they had themselves concealed. And as the men marched bravely on The order rang, the trap was sprung. 'Twas the Cork militia began the slaughter Caused by Yellow Jim the traitor For he sold the lives of those brave men And the Judas coin his only gain. CHORUS And hallowed ground this grave it be Where once there grew three mighty trees Planted there for remembrance sake For sons that fell in ninety-eight. The yeomen set the town alight And murdered all who dare take flight, No quarter give the Croppy Boy We'll kill them all the Saxon cried. And when that terrible time had passed The dead collected and on carts were cast And brought across the bridge at Graigue And tossed into this lonely grave. Men and boys, six hundred all, In that dreadful time did fall. Their lives they gave for God and Land, Their resting place a pit of sand. CHORUS And hallowed ground this grave it be Where once there grew three mighty trees Planted there for remembrance sake For sons that fell in ninety-eight. Description An account of the resource The song remembers the massacre that took place inn Carlow town in 1798. It uses the melody of the Caramagnole, from the time of the French Revolution, and event that inspired the struggle for Republicanism in Ireland. Carlow Town Liberty Social Comment Social Event 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 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 Nadúr Millte Údar: Dave Barron Ceol: Cill Cais Subject The topic of the resource Fillean an fáinleog gach samhradh D’on áit an eiteilt ar dtús Ach le déanaí tá siad in easnamh ‘Sé easpa cuileogaí an cúis. Curfá Caithin ar chlois tú an cuirliún, Guth cuach ag breacadh an lae, Slaparnach bradán san abhainn, Grág traonach I ngarra an féir? Bhí cuach ‘gus cuirliún comónta, Ba bhreá é a nglaoch d’ár gcluas; Ach anois tá an tírdhreach ab fhearr leo Scroiste is millte sa tuath. Curfá Buaileann an bradán abhaile Chun abhainn an dúchas a fail Ach is broscar, is fosfáit, is camras A bhacann an borradh cupláil. Curfá Ba mhaith leis an traonach an móinéar: Bhí cosaint do’n nead ins an féir; ‘Nois bearrtar an sadhlas sa féirthalamh Is an traonach bocht caillte ar strae. Curfa Carlow County Nature 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 Beautiful Carlow Author: John Candy Subject The topic of the resource I have roved through many an Irish scene; I have watched the sun go down On Connemara's lofty hills and Killarney's lovely town; I have viewed the hills of Donegal and the Glen of Aherlow: But none compare to the tranquil scenes of my own County of Carlow. From the peak of sweet Mount Leinster to the hallowed village of Clonmore, To Milford and Old Leighlin and beautiful Rossmore, I've viewed Hacketstown from Eagle Hill, I've watched the harvest moon aglow Where first I drew the breath of life in my own County of Carlow. The enchanted village of Clonegal and Clashganny's ancient mill, The fighting Cocks, Ardattin and lovely Ballon hill; I've seen the granite walls of Fenagh, and Myshall well I know: All reflections of the beauty of my own County of Carlow. I've strolled through sweet Rathvilly and historic Tullow town, Ballymurphy, borris and St. Mullins, and dear old Bagenalstown. I recall Tinryland and Rathoe and lovely Leighlinbridge, St. Lazerian's old cathedral way up on Leinster's ridge. Sweet Palatine and Carlow town are places we all know; If you add them all together they form the lovely county of Carlow. Carlow County Pride in Place 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' Author: Seamus Kavanagh from 'Reflections in Rhyme' Subject The topic of the resource For two hundred years it's stood among the Wicklow Hills the source of people's hope, the cure for many ills. It was built by Fr. Blanchvelle, with faith and a hundred pound, and it's fitting that he rests inside the church he found. The church bell was the clarion call never ceasing 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 was there on a July evening when man walked 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. Amnd though they are departed now they haven't gone too far, for they've found rest and sleep in peace 'neath a stone in the churchyard. Carlow East 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 School House Author: Seamus Kavanagh fropm "Reflections in Rhyme Subject The topic of the resource Standing by the schoolhouse with its walls of granite grey memories come flooding back was it really only yesterday The silence it is broken by sounds from other years, of voices long forgotten Listen - can't you hear! Through an open window carried on the wing of time hear the lilting tones of innocence recite a nursery rhyme. See the young lad running, running wild and free and the girl with the red ribbon who meant the world to me. Solid desk with names engraved where we learn=t to write and spell with a nib bent out of shape from exploring an inkwell. Across bog and field they came in summer heat and winter snow and scampered 'cross a wooden plank where rushing waters flow. And on a frosty morning when smoke clouds filled the sky 'The master's in, the master's in' would be the warning cry. Listen to the roll call but I'm aggrieved to say the master and so many more won't be 'anseo' today. Carlow East Pride in Place Social Comment https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/43a9765207e432d4aa750bb3ea89d3a2.jpeg 86d78d2a0413600e68456c3a56791964 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 Unite For Peace Author: PJ Furey Carlow County Furey PJ Religion Social Comment https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/337b1568d9fced298e9efc679c047c4c.jpeg 1cd40afd09aa6db32ee4a2642c29500b 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 Holy Family Author: PJ Furey Carlow County Furey PJ Religion 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 Jim Nolan Author: John Candy Performed by John Candy Subject The topic of the resource John wrote this eulogy about a great local, and national, character, Jim Nolan of Ballinrush, Myshall, County Carlow. Description An account of the resource The roll is called, Big Jim is gone, his voice we’ll hear no more, But his name is etched forever on the pages of folklore. For those who knew this gentle giant, he was an easy friend to love And on Good Friday evening Jim was called to Heaven above. As day broke over Myshall the sad news quickly spread That Jim Nolan he had passed away and a thousand tears were shed. The supreme storyteller, he was known both far and wide And Carlow lost a legend the day Jim Nolan died. Jim was born in October Nineteen Twenty Two, The year Ireland gained its freedom, with Michael collins and his cfrew. Now Jim grew up in Myshall and as he reached a certain age His talents they were plain to see and he was lured on to the stage. As an actor he was brilliant and his stories they did flow, He even featured on RTE with Gay Byrne on the Late Late Show. Jim lived and farmed in Ballinrush the place where he grew up, There he wrote about the young man who was ‘The real sure sign of a Pup’! He told us about Binty McGuire, who was tied down when he was dead, When someone cut the rope at his wake and binty shot up in the bed. Ah yes, his stories they were magic, they were better than vintage wine To hear Jim and his sister Bridie declare that they would ‘sign on the dotted line’. Now, Jim Nolan was a gentleman, we will all agree on that, With his big broad smile, his walking cane, his pipe and his auld hat. He could brighten up any story house whether in sunshine or in rain And, believe me, we will never see the likes of Jim again. So, Big Jim, we will remember you, as the years go rolling by For the pleasure that you gave us Jim, your name will never die. And as we gaze on your beloved Mt. Leinster with its heather, gorse and bush May you rest in peace forever, Big Jim from Ballinrush. Carlow County Carlow South Local Character Local Events https://fromcarlowstreams.ie/files/original/799475e64d8facb90bafd432e374a2dd.MP3 f730acf2a8d5928a737cab3985e6eee3 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 with new 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 Two Will Do Author: Mickey Rice Singer: Mickey Rice Subject The topic of the resource Mickey narrates an adventure he had and an encounter with the Gardaí. In our current climate perhaps we should change the title to NONE Will Do!!! Description An account of the resource Twas a Saturday in October in 1983 Just another Saturday or so it seemed to be; But that day has made history which was very sad: It was the day that Mickey Rice blew in the plastic bag. It was down in Ballinabranna that we all worked hard all day, We were getting out potatoes and drinking mugs of ‘tay’. In the evening I came home full of muck and clay, Says the wife’ Now go and get a drink, it’s been a long hard day’. So down to the grove I did go as happy as could be. I met an old acquaintance, ‘twas Billy Motley. Says Motley ‘have you got the car?’ I had sure as a rule. So we sailed away to Crettyard and on to the Salmon Pool. Now we stayed there for quite a while then we drive on to Cainesbridge; We drank away ‘til closing time then headed for the ridge. Coming down along the hill a light shone in the sky, It was from a white Granada and it pulled up closely by. Now I opened up the fly window and the guard put in his nose. He says ‘You have drink taken, too much I suppose’. He handed me a plastic bag, the smallest ever seen. He says ‘Now blow in that until you turn it green’. As you know I turned it green, he says ‘now step out, please, You must leave your friend behind and please give me the keys’. Says Motley ‘Don’t you worry Mick, everything will be alright’. So they took me to Kilkenny as the stars were shining bright. The doctor he was waiting and he read for me the rules. He says ‘You can give me blood, or urine if you choose’. So he handed me a bottle and I filled it to the top And he put my name upon the cap in case it would get lost. It was in Castlecomer court my license I did lose. I got 12 month’s suspension for drinking too much booze. Now I have my license back the truth I’ll tell to you: Whenever you go drinking boys, remember TWO WILL DO! Carlow West Fun Social Comment Social Event