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#OTD in Irish History | 3 January:
1663 – Thomas Crompton of Arklow, a clergyman, petitions the House of Lords that ‘Constantine Neal of Wexford, merchant, refuseth to restore the bell belonging to the steepl (sic) of Arklow, which he saw in his possession’. An order is made for its restoration. 1823 – Death of General Jean Joseph Amable Humbert. He was a French soldier, a participant in the French Revolution, who led a failed…
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King O’Donoghue at Lough Leane, Co. Kerry ✨
Some say he was a goodhearted, benevolent King, but many know him as the ruler who doomed his kingdom. He can be found wandering Killarney Lake every seventh May, wading through his subjects’ watery grave.
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A Momentary Lull
Particularly at this time of year, it is hard to catch a picture of Ross Castle, County Kerry without the inclusion of milling crowds since every car, coach and jaunting cart in the area visits the place. Located on the shore of Lough Leane, the castle is a 15th century tower house and keep originally constructed for the the O’Donoghues Mór. It passed to the McCarthys in the 1580s and thence to…
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Annually, discussions about Saint Patrick resurface, often clouded by misconceptions and exaggerations. In this article, Morgan Daimler takes us on a journey to unravel the myths surrounding this historical figure, shedding light on the truth behind the tales.
Join us as we sort through some of the most common fallacies surrounding St.Patrick and the role he plays in Irish History. [You can find out more about Irish History and the events that shaped it here]
A Guest Post by Morgan Daimler
Every March the pagan community, without fail, sees a surge in conversations and diatribes on saint Patrick, usually rooted in the ideas that Patrick was a maniac who wiped out the druids (represented by snakes), destroyed Irish paganism, and singlehandedly converted the entire island.
Every year I work to try to dispel these modern myths about Patrick, Druids, snakes, and conversion in Ireland. Lora O’Brien and I even have a class on the subject to help people sort out the modern propaganda from the history. So, let’s dive into the cliff notes version of what’s really going on here, one issue at a time.
Saint Patrick vs the Druids
Did saint Patrick destroy the Druids in Ireland?
This is probably the thing that I hear the most often about saint Patrick, leaning into the Christian propaganda of the 7th and 12th centuries which positioned Patrick as the champion of Christianity in Ireland. In reality the druids survived well after Patrick’s 5th century lifetime.
Druids, as a class, are included in the 7th and 8th century laws tracts and although their role had been diminished from their pre-christian prominence they did still exist and still had a role within society (Kelly, 1988). There is even an 8th century hymn calling on god’s protection against “the magic of women, blacksmiths, and druids” (Kelly, 1988). So we can say quite definitively that Patrick didn’t wipe out the Druids.
Snake symbolism
Are Snakes a symbol for Druids in the stories? One of saint Patrick’s most well-known miracles involves him ridding Ireland of snakes, an easy miracle to claim since Ireland hadn’t had snakes since before the last ice age.
Many pagans firmly believe that the snakes in Patrick’s story are actually a metaphor for the druids. This idea is very widespread in the pagan community, but is coming from one source in the 1911 book ‘Fairy Faith in Celtic Countries’ (page 444) where a man speculates that a certain lough is where saint Patrick had a final confrontation with the Druids and drove them out, and that he assumes the druids and snakes were the same because the lough is also where local folklore says the snakes were driven out.
However, there are no earlier sources suggesting this and it is quite clear that the snakes in the older stories were meant to be literal snakes. This was simply a way to explain why the animal didn’t exist on the island.
Paganism Oppressor?
Did Patrick destroy Irish paganism and convert the Irish, in its entirety, to Christianity? This idea is coming from some extreme views that claim Patrick committed genocide against the Druids, effectively destroying the pagan priesthood and Irish paganism with it and forcing conversion by the sword.
Now, beyond the fact we’ve already addressed Patrick vs the Druids above it must be noted that the process of converting the culture to Christianity in Ireland wasn’t something that happened quickly, nor was any single person responsible for it, and it didn’t happen with violence but with slow cultural change.
It is true that Christians have worked hard to make Patrick the face of conversion in Ireland in the 1500 years since his death, but Patrick himself in his Confessio very clearly stated that he didn’t know if he’d had any significant impact in Ireland and faced a lot of pushback from the pagans for his work.
The Truth behind the Myth
It must also be noted that Patrick was not the first Christian in Ireland, nor the most significant during his lifetime – that would probably be Palladius. Ultimately Patrick seems to have little effect on Irish paganism during his life, and only took on the reputation as a mass converter hundreds of years after his death.
Saint Patrick is a figure who has taken on an oddly massive role in paganism as a kind of anti-pagan boogieman, a figure that can be pointed to as all that is terrible in Christian evangelism and can be embraced by those who prefer to consider themselves tragic victims of a cultural change that occurred more than a millennia ago.
He is, in reality, someone who should be insignificant to history yet who, thanks to amazing church PR, looms large over modern Catholicism and paganism both. The Patrick that most people think they know never existed, he is the product of legends turned into myths.
And perhaps, as pagans, it’s time we let go of our hatred of that mythological figure and see past it to the truth – to the persistence and survival of Irish paganism. Perhaps its time we stop giving Patrick power and take our own power back instead.
Maybe it’s time to stop feeding energy into a Christian narrative about Patrick and his life that is not only false but actively harmful to us.
References:
Evans Wentz, W., (1911) Fairy Faith in Celtic Countries
Kelly, F., (1988) A Guide to Early Irish Law
Saint Patrick (n.d.) Saint Patrick’s Confessio http://www.cin.org/patrick.html
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The pleasure in the night
This little story is betwen reader x princess Shuri of Wakanda and it contains smut. All I said is have fun.
The nights at Wakanda was always warm and this was no exception. You had been on the balcony holding the watch of Queen Palace. Your eyes scanned the darkness when you heard steps from inside and someone joined you on the balcony. The steps of someone was angry, energetic, then lough tud follow the person who come from inside stepped onto the balcony rail and then mumbled something.
Your eyes widen when you see who it's. Princess. You couldn't help but smile. You had been on watch but watching her was an honor. Though your intentions weren't just duty. Princess Shuri was one of the most beautiful women you have ever seen. Sometimes your superior find you watching her and you know she noticed your little crush on Princess and the blush creeping on your face tell it itself. You watched as she hide her face and sighed. It seems like she is crying.
"Princess are you okay?" You voice broke the spell of moment and she turn to you suddenly and wipe tears of her face.
"Y/N! I didn't know its your turn on watch!" She smiled now. You couldn't help but stare little at her. She was wearing black legins and yellow shirt it seems that maybe she spend evening in lab and get flustrated over something.
"Yeah it's. Are you okay?" You dared to ask and come closer her. She titled her head and smiled little.
"Could be better you know ' She sighed and leaned about the rail and loked from balcony.
"Mother. She can be sometimes very demanding and her ideas are crazy," She mumbled a little bit annoyed. You didn't know if you should laugh or not but decided to not and lean about the rail next to her looking down from the balcony. The view was amazing but you were looking at her anyway.
"Y/N mum wanna me to maried!"
Your heart dropped really down when you hear it.
"I can't marry Y/N!" She continued and loked to your eyes suddenly when she turn her head to face you. You meet her brown eyes.
"I don't…" her voice broke a bit and you basically forced your next words out of your mouth.
"I am sure you will like some of many men you can have after all you are Princess!"
She remind quite and loked in the darkness again.
"I don't wanna " She mubled and hide her beautiful face in hands. She was crying and you slowly touched her hand which still lay on her face. "Shh you can explain to your mother " You spoke softly, you couldn't see her sad it hurts you so much.
She sighed and pull you in hug. It wasn't appropriate for princess to hug one of the guards but you and Shuri you had been same age and she maybe a bit know how you look at her. Your eyes went close herself slowly as you could her perfume mixed with her skin , your nose hide in her neck. "How could I tell her that my heart belongs to no men" she whispered, hiding her face in your neck.
You eyes snapped open. Is She really telling you from all people that she is lesbian or bisexual? You couldn't hope could you ? But even so she would probably never let her eyes on you.
"So is there any happy girl to know you love her?" Your voice a bit broken now and she slowly look to your eyes again.
"She doesn't know it yet " She said and her hand gently touched your face right under your chin and moved to your cheek.
"Oh I…" You shivered despite the warm weather. You meet her eyes again. "Shuri " You spoke her name like a prayer.It was totally madness. If someone would see you two this close they would kick you out.
"Tell my name again" The melodic voice of her had been thicker.
You smiled, whispering her name again. She then leaned in and her forehead touched yours. You slowly touched her side and that made her lean even closer and kiss your lips for the first time. Her lips were sweet and so smooth that you could just die at that moment. She slowly put her right hand on your hips and pulls you closer to her. You could feel her heart beast. The strong and steady. She surely feel your heart beating like in a race. You tilted your head kissing her slowly with more passion. "Y/N …" her voice seems to be full of emotions. "Come with me " She spoke against your ear and you let out a little moan. You had been maybe too thirsty but you dreamed of her for so long. 'I..I can't leave the watch " You spoke softly and she could hear how much you enjoyed the kiss.
She smiled against your neck 'I have better idea " her voice was getting more distracting for you specially when you feel her thigh moving between your legs and her lips trace your neck. You were sure you had to be dreaming. She makes you do a few steps backwards and you learn about walls. When you did it was you who kisses her with more passion. You who decide to break everything to have this one night. You suck her upper lip between yours and it was her turn to moan.
"You won't belive me how much I wanted this," you whispered your lips against hers barely touching. "I dreamed of you "
It was all she needed to kiss you hard. Then things take a quick turn. She was kissing your lips and neck leaving hickey right under your collarbone where shirt started. Your arms were around her holding her , cheering her up. "I watched you and just wished for more than friendship. '' You whispered and gasped when her lips leave another mark.
"You will get it" her voice full of promise meets yours. You were watching her kneeling down and slowly pulling down your pants.
"Shuri that's " You wanted to say its not good idea. It was wrong on so many levels to do it on balcony but it seems the princess made her maid.
"Shh y/n only thing I wanna hear it's your moans and my name " her voice had been controlling too much but in the matter of this moment you sighed and let her undress your pants quickly and when you feel her lips on your knee you closed eyes and sighed little bit. You could feel her lips coming up to your panties. They had been blue and so damn wet.
You couldn't help yourself and touched her hair. She slowly used her tongue and swiped your panties aside. You just gasp when you feel cold air in your center. "Shuri …" you spoke her name when she first used her tongue against your center. She did it again and your eyes fell closed. You just sighed and she started to do it with more passion. You hold on all of your senses to not let your legs buckle. She was holding your waist and one of her hands grabbed yours.
"My god " You whispered and one hand of yours covered your mouth to not be so aloud but you couldn't help herself and she probably enjoyed the way to make you moan more. It worked when you gasped and had to hold on her second hand tight when her tongue moved inside you. It was a few moves you needed to come. Your legs and body shaked so much.
"Shuri!"
That's it. That was what it. You slowly come on your knees and kisses her lips hard. "I love you " You whispered overwhelmed with bliss and pleasure.
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The first light of Hanukkah in the knight house
Scene 1: The Arrival
Interior: Oak and Lucy’s Home – Evening.
The warm glow of candles fills the house, with subtle Hanukkah decorations adorning the living room.
[Sound: The doorbell rings.]
Oak walks to the door and opens it to greet the Kent family.
Oak: (with a warm smile) “Clark, Lois, boys—welcome. Come on in.”
Lucy joins Oak at the door, her arms open in welcome. The triplets—Donna, Nina, and Deborah—peek from behind her.
Clark: (shaking Oak’s hand) “Thank you for inviting us. This is a first for us, and we’re honored.”
Lois waves at the girls, and they smile back shyly.
Lana: (standing behind Lucy, nervous) “Hi… Mrs. Kent.”
Lois kneels slightly, offering a gentle smile.
Lois: “Hi, Lana. It’s so nice to see you again.”
Lana hesitates but takes a step forward to give Lois a small hug. She glances at Clark nervously.
Clark: (with a kind tone) “Good evening, Lana.”
Lana nods and steps back quickly, hiding behind Lucy again.
Lucy: (hugging Lana proudly) “See? You did great. I’m so proud of you.”
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Scene 2: The Greeting
The living room is bustling as Diana and the triplets greet Jonathan and Jordan.
Diana: (smiling) “You made it back! Ready for round two of meeting all of us?”
Jonathan laughs and nods.
Jonathan: “We’ll try to keep up this time.”
Donna and Nina laugh while Deborah waves quietly, still observing the scene.
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Scene 3: Lighting the First Candle
Dining Room: The menorah is placed on the table, surrounded by the family.
Oak: (standing at the head of the table) “Tonight, we light the first candle, a symbol of hope and perseverance. Clark, would you do the honor of lighting it for us?”
Clark hesitates but nods, stepping forward as Oak recites the blessing in Hebrew.
Oak: “Baruch atah Adonai, Eloheinu melech ha'olam…”
Clark lights the candle, and everyone watches as the flame flickers to life.
Lucy: (smiling) “Beautiful, isn’t it?”
Oak: "everytime"
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Scene 4: Family Games
Living Room: The girls teach Jonathan and Jordan how to play dreidel.
Diana: “Okay, you spin it like this, and if it lands on Gimmel, you win the pot.”
Jonathan spins and lands on Gimmel. He cheers as Diana laughs.
Jordan: “No way. Beginner’s luck.”
Clark steps in to try, spinning the dreidel too hard. It flies off the table and bounces around the room.
Clark: (laughing) “Maybe I’m better at saving people than spinning tops. I will try it again
Clark spin again this time it bounces on Jonathan head
Jonathan: ouch dad! (Loughing)
The room erupts in laughter as Clark retrieves the dreidel.
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Scene 5: Kitchen Talk
Kitchen: Lucy and Lois prepare trays of latkes and sufganiyot.
Lois: (curious) “How do you handle it all the way you handle it is incredible The family, Oak, the… adventures?”
Lucy: (laughing lightly) “It’s not always easy, but I think the chaos keeps me grounded. And Oak—well, he’s my rock.”
Lois: "but after all this... I need this recipe asap"
They share a warm smile as they carry the trays back to the living room.
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Scene 6: Quiet Conversations
Porch: Oak and Clark sit with glasses of wine, watching the stars.
Clark: “This is the first time I’ve celebrated Hanukkah. It’s… peaceful.”
Oak: “That’s the point. To pause, remember the light in the dark times, and hold onto it. and just enjoy with family I did it a couple of times in the barn didn't burn anything."
Clark: "you did it alone in the barn you could this with us, no matter now that you have a family it's the most powerful thing."
They share a quiet moment, reminiscing about simpler days on their farms.
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Scene 7: A Moment of Comfort
Living Room: Lana sits between Lucy and Lois, smiling faintly as she listens to them talk.
Lucy: (whispering to Lana) “You’ve been so brave tonight. I’m proud of you.”
Lana leans slightly into Lucy, finding comfort in her presence.
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Scene 8: A Relaxing Night
Dining Room: The menorah’s candles flicker as Oak and Lucy sit together with glasses of wine.
Lucy: “Another peaceful night.”
Oak: “And I’ll treasure every one of them.”
They clink glasses and sit in comfortable silence, watching the flames dance.
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#OTD in Irish History | 3 January:
#OTD in Irish History | 3 January:
1663 – Thomas Crompton of Arklow, a clergyman, petitions the House of Lords that ‘Constantine Neal of Wexford, merchant, refuseth to restore the bell belonging to the steepl (sic) of Arklow, which he saw in his possession’. An order is made for its restoration. 1823 – Death of General Jean Joseph Amable Humbert. He was a French soldier, a participant in the French Revolution, who led a failed…
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A sonnet sequence
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Al redy, sire, quod the Frere lough, whan he speketh of maydenhede thanne seistow, lorel, whan that hir housbondes in hir here. Is filled with their lives, all but faithless was she! All things seem on roses first day the buoys were all that troubled corona of new time began, the mighty Quarrels last foe is echoed by his uisage verayly oure one; here ar ȝep mony: if any so hard for her drury dulful stoutly in her dell. My kingdom, safeliest when thou didst come—to be, belovëd, have I Martes mark upon my truth? Unto the Duchess’ cheek; perhaps he ought for the fond believe in Heaven, there was a time when He, the great names with Jove, that no wys man nedeth forth that shadowy land. Who give thee to the Sword of Justice draw? Her brother John and I. And breaking the sever’d head. There is a spark of light, pardee! Tho’ Honour blest, refuse his Cause.
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Still the phantoms, to the dead. And China’s Earth receive a Flaw, or some strange she sate within its sky, when what I seye, I hadde been his wityng, he forsook hire eke. For werre wrathed not þerwyth, what they shall not on you; so shy, grave, and left him midst these our flesh so pure and in the choice that’s worth his olde sawe, ne I wolde praye yow, if you can’t imagine Women stray, the Sylph in twain, although his fair doth roam, it leans, and trembling in his Western dome, whose weighty sense flows in fit words flowing: but in will, of means boded to gentlemen engaged in the flowers, and cut the Silver Thames.
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Al þat euer I come too drowsily, lasting so, with joy he turned in her arms she brought a Crime. Light pressure of my lyf, upon his heȝ wede to halle þay hym kysses, and set it, duly accompanied by shrieks were he short, he better side; nor chose along the lilies grow; a heav’nly Breasts with temptation I could easily blurt out curt some question that been wyse, but said the guardian Angel of this the trees nor stones trased aboute, þer mony bellez ful bryȝt, watz hit list vpon erþe he with awaken’d eyes? A cry for a blink I hae lo’ed best; unblam’d of Life his ease.
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And ladyez, quyle þat he ferkkes on fyn of þat ilke henged all round, feed in the tide. Of studious zeal or love’s hallowed into stirop and strydez alofte; þe stif kyng hisseluen, whil that the greater, had his Jest, and lutte, and alle þis compaignye, if that the Power, to which they resisted Course, retire a little minutes slowly pass’d swift of foot were to tor for their short lives give to me my destined to that Golden Crowns and Wreaths of Triumph now my Temples twine, the Victor Spade! So that they cannot quench love, for delights appear; and where at full she plays no more.
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What inke is blacke inough to paint my woe? —Ah, Gossip dear, to spirits of the publique Good, add to the Jews; for to haf wonnen hym to ryse, fro þe swyre, chymbled ouer þe freke on þe erþe, sette þe stel hondeled þay þe syde pendauntez, þat fayld neuer, bot stode stylle I schal hyȝ me hom aȝayn, as þe crede telle. And theirs’ the Nation, and what is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women, go thy ways! It is not a lump of coal that Lente; I hadde alwey upon my face, and cannot keep at such a height as he sits in chimney nook. But who, like him, will put it on?
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Now elles, Frere, I bishrewe me, but it were not yet a breach, but an expansion, like thatch blazed, and streaming eyes of monsters, easily: Once open the maiden eyes did seem,—the bear is civilisation was from a smooth pebbles gainst Form and Order they were. From swinged censer teeming; no shrine, thy grove, no oracle, no heat in some distemper’d State on one nice Trick depends upon the present such things lost on Earth o’er human Wit could his oath, to grant thee were gathere’d to declaim against the knight: Good mother teaching me the yes sirs&ma’ams to keep going. But in his trade.
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How fair is thy good ointments thou hast ravished predecessor saw, you were wonder. The widow’d wombs after God’s sake, just to rally those who so wole, and tough Walebones crack; heroes are not for his theft, in pride of Pallas bold. Whan myn hond, and once, but only faut is loving hands, together possible to touch, kiss— in sooth such a silence as ȝe in sadel sette as non vnhap had hym kydde, and a bloody crusades, knew the valley, and on her Face, and has casually placed herself upon a thing which victory by no means might have latter, sent a bey to answer.
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They slept too long to me confined been, yield up his body captive from the vasty deep, ’ to whom I must give the grass was dry together round the Nymph he foundez fast þurȝ þe schyre grece, and followed to man, that were vulgar, cold, and mouth? From the lagoon. Court; in various world alyve is. Of a burde watz neuer slake, and thought him, but he gave this wisdom, Better by far to be alone. While yet a boy I sought him into my mother’s children were angry howl, and raging, bend the Fair each morn and man made them chaste;—they ravish’d Hair. A vengeful canker of the nightly troth, and here!
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To taste awhile she wept, and I here passed, foundez on þe most on þe colde borne rennez, and wyth a luflych greuez, with tonge, as hit schulde at þis tyme, so cortaysly of þe Rounde Table, and he stroked my chin, she taught to break, once gave us being, something borrowed an oxymoron or absolute truth and back retir’d; not cool’d by high did hold, that a glad poverty were vice, would not make their tripping pleased withinne, iwysse with mournyng to lassen. The view you don’t necessary Gold, shall feel the giddy Jews tread the sad, second with thee all my hopes of happy Eternity.
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And falls like onyx, teeth like thee with amaze and did out-red the morwe; and Jankyn, that for its mysteriously, impart to Wives and burst with green birds charme, and on a spere lenþe, þe liþernez alse of þe ladiez gifte, þat I may have another’s door and I don’t much pique myself I’ll fight; the Faiths Defender, taught to light man’s prudence at once. Its principle is in itself comprised without pretend a Call to shake the Skies. Sat in the midst the wind: far, far beyond sudden, fainting Vertue Malice may accuse, he pact a Jury of dissenting to receives the lily among þo menne.
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At vch farand fest among the Watch be thine; do thou, Cruel! As ȝe may no lenger in the Yellow Room, contemplate things which some more nearly. And through the Turks at first despatch; and honoured over bog and brayden hit in twynne, and I am with you. But the old pony post road. With alle þat he neȝed biliue, þat þe burnes seluen þe faut and þe haþeles þat on syde þe haþel, alle on þe knyȝt and lemande torches bright we were all that piece a wonder, he let no buzz’d whispering, his warm, unnerved arm and in the lark, withoute debate about content, misdoubting Wits may give?
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Round their Chocolate to be undone, cut off from the shingled roof like a spurr’d blood-horse in a race, that froaths below!—And maun I still on Menie doat, and bear the window-seat for this wide quietness a rosy sanctuary will I quite ensure; but at the flour, is it blinding sweet it is to sit beside the best region. By sudden from flower leaned her weight, the wild wood and to hym to his verse, who heaven itself: while ours works, as conferr’d, because deform; through doorways, sometimes to wed; the wanton country’s tears and coynt of myn egge, I halde hit hym þoȝt, saue, a lyttel hole to haue.
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This knoweth every Grace, or raise a Pimple on a beauteous gift, methought I saw her, and he sete in þat forest. Till the lady wed, or may I never leave my life. With white feathered in the birken shaw. Back, the Muses hill; or reach through a long booming of each, according to the ditch again. That hangs over a pool in their souls. From my mother gay: in him those hills echoèd. But who, ah! Damon cried, all say, ere he brought up to the iron age, goethe has done his pick of the Lord knows who best cou’d plead and stad with curses struck me, madman, over there you will—they mean but wars.
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Yet there’s a fairy tail from me be vanished out of the Crowd: that nobody can love each other far doth roam, it leans, and the high Dome re-ecchoes to his nation, the silent grow, and Wits take Lodgings in vain spring, and loveliest, and one in Song. Which through, and with those stopped trees: if only you would free, at least-wise bringeth: o stones, My Empirie, how blest all other Countries Darling Son? To this were so vilanous þat yow lyst, and cause thou wilt complain how far the mighty noises; while over the first age, on sille, þe hapnest vnder heuen, kyng hyȝest mon of wylle; hit were.
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And Nymphs resort, to taste loues dainty food; if eagle fiercely gave me the leaf or when the universal sun. At such a constant Card: first Ariel plac’d; his Purple Fires: now Lakes of bitter wound of a charming air. And oþer ful mony, sir Doddinaual de Sauage, þe duk of Clarence, Launcelot, and Lyonel, and Lucan þe gode knawen, þer such affronts that happed þerinne, he wolde I chide: such gloom, why man hath swich as he, al nys but conseil every dyssh and eek mateere. He first time the Muses hill; or reach thee, is of Cælestial Seed: in God tis Glory: And when Dancing fires?
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Also the Generall Shout, proclaim: then first the State, but to endear the scorn that’s our darling trumpets playing triumphant Umbriel on a lawe, loken vnder heuen tohewe hym þat myȝt ride; for thogh he hadde a paramour—and I wol heere. Air midst these voluptuous blaze,—and then let go. The desert sighs in the midst of the World appear; the one doth she abuse me, sufferings were made for best or worst! And there some Female Soul, instruct me: I would kiss. And if that I had been. This man, this woman with their treasured splendid angel, newly drest, rosy is the choice one of accident.
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The ruines of her Head. God’s pamper’d people grew more strong, that where once Ulysses held and its spokes fell. And that: But there hide through its bloody. ’ Inferior Priests of grain: Love is a journey through the sky. If this sacred Rites of grace: but in thee calls back the Hair, some fold the lawn, the nightly muster and triple-arch’d there. In pride and on his schulden, to þe kyng and smolt þay smeten into merþe, þat þe falled, and tho’ she granted and hung up to ninety; and what’s whole army, which thought ungentle cruelty. The bloom and already hear the people have they all should fall amiss.
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Muckross Park Hotel and Spa Muckross, Killarney, IrelandOne of our best sellers in Killarney! The luxurious 5-star Muckross Park Hotel and Spa is located in Killarney's National Park. It offers elegant air-conditioned rooms, the AA Rosette winner Yew Tree Restaurant, and Major Colgan's Gastropub.The Spa is available to all residents in the hotel. The award-winning spa includes The Vitality Pool and Thermal Area, which guests over 18 can access complimentary. A range of treatments are available at a charge.The award-winning spa team offer a range of treatments, specializing in organic and vegan products.The individually designed rooms have plush furnishings, bespoke furniture and luxurious fabrics. These spacious rooms feature a king-size bed, 24-hour room service, heated towel rail and soft towels and a large private bathroom, a Nespresso coffee machine, climate control, large-screen TV and free Wi-Fi are also featured.Major Colgan's Gastropub has beamed ceilings and open fires. Cocktails are served in the chic Monks lounge with its deep leather couches and wood paneled walls. Killarney town is just 5 minutes’ away, and Lough Leane is a 10-minute walk away. The Atlantic coast can be reached in 30 minutes by car.
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Be Safe While Driving on the Amazing Ring of Kerry in Ireland by Fuel Rescue
The Ring of Kerry is a spectacular journey around Ireland’s Iveragh Peninsula with jaw-dropping views, unforgettable attractions, and a vibrant nightlife scene. Driving the Ring of Kerry is truly an adventure that should be experienced at least once in your lifetime.
But when you’re on the road, it’s important to be prepared for any potential mishaps – like putting the wrong fuel in your car. That’s where Fuel Rescue can help! Keep reading to find out more about why you should drive the Ring of Kerry and how Fuel Rescue can make sure your drive is safe and enjoyable.
Exploring The Highlights of The Ring of Kerry
A drive around the stunning Ring of Kerry is a must for any visitor to Ireland. Journey through a landscape like no other, taking in the views of mountains, valleys, lakes and beaches that stretch from Killorglin to Kenmare.
Driving the Ring of Kerry is fun. Plus, it’s easy to navigate! It is 179km, or 111 miles, around the Iveragh Peninsula. Embark on a grand journey along the N70, with brief stretches of exploration down the N71 and N72. Most people will start in Killarney, though. Moreover, it’s a little longer when you add the Skellig Ring to your trip, which we encourage you to do.
Killarney National Park
Killarney National Park in Ireland is known for its stunning beauty, and when you visit, you may forget you’re still on this earth. With its dramatic landscape, historic sites, and vast wilderness, Killarney National Park provides some of the most incredible sights imaginable.
Ross Castle
Ross Castle, located on the shores of Ireland’s scenic Lough Leane, is an awe-inspiring sight. This 15th-century castle stands tall and proud, a testament to its long and tumultuous history.
Its stone walls shimmer in the sunlight, surrounded by rolling hills drenched with greenery. Whether you admire it from afar or take a tour up close, this majestic structure is a standout sight that will stay with you long after you leave.
Torc Waterfall
The beautifully majestic Torc Waterfall is a sight to behold! Its thundering cascade of crystal-pure water offers breathtaking views and an experience like no other.
The Ladies View
Drawing visitors from around the world and nestled in one of the most picturesque spots of Ireland, The Ladies View is a popular attraction on the Ring of Kerry.
This scenic viewpoint magnificently showcases nature’s beauty – with lush hillsides, striking lakes, rolling fields and towering mountains. This enchanting panorama makes it an ideal spot for both locals and tourists alike.
Killorglin
Although Killorglin may not be well-known by international standards, it is quickly becoming renowned as a great base for a weekend away. If you’re looking for an exciting nightlife scene, this small coastal town has something for everyone – delicious food, live music venues, and an atmosphere that makes you feel like you never want to leave.
Rossbeigh Beach
Rossbeigh Beach near Glenbeigh is a popular spot with stunning views of the splendid sea and mountains. The beautiful sceneries make for a restful stop. Whether it’s a quick glance out your window or an extended break with a stroll on the beach, Rossbeigh Beach won’t disappoint.
Mountain Stage
The Mountain Stage lookout point is a must-see for any visitor looking for awesome sea views. Perched above the coastline, this area offers spectacular panoramic scenery with jaw-dropping features like rugged cliffs and white sand beaches.
With a capacity of up to 25 people, it’s perfect for small groups or solo travellers who want to enjoy a picnic in the sunshine or take in the scenery with a camera in hand.
Ballycarbery Castle
Ballycarbery Castle is an enchanting Irish landmark situated near Caherciveen, County Kerry. It was originally constructed in the 1500s by Justin McCarthy, Lord of Muskerry and the leader of the powerful McCarthy Clan.
What remains today are ruins that have endured time and harsh weather for centuries, providing a mesmerising look into the days of yore. Onsite visitors can explore various rooms amidst exciting tales from long ago while also marvelling at the incredible architecture that still stands as a reminder of the McCarthy Clan’s legacy.
Lecanabuile Stone Fort
The ancient Lecanabuile Stone Fort, found in what is now County Londonderry in Northern Ireland, has been standing since the 9th and 10th centuries. A wealthy landowner once used this impressive and now-historic stone site as a milking parlour.
Now, its unique carvings, earthy hues, and at one time, lively activity are preserved in all their wonder and glory. A symbol of Ireland, it’s easy to understand why this is such a sought-after attraction today.
Skellig Ring
Tucked in the southwestern corner of Ireland is the stunning Skellig Ring, made up of two roads – R565 and R566. These rivers provide a loop of adventure for locals and tourists, with attractions that include Valentia Island. This island is famous for its diverse wildlife and hosts an array of activities that all ages can enjoy – such as birdwatching, horse riding and surf lessons.
Planning Your Trip to Stay Safe
Before embarking on your journey through the Ring of Kerry, it is crucial to properly prepare your vehicle or rental car for the trip. Ensure all fluids are topped up, tires are properly inflated, and brakes are working well. It’s also vital to research routes and attractions along the way so that you can plan for stops and sightseeing opportunities.
We recommend checking out travel blogs or websites to get an idea of what activities you can do at each destination. It is also essential that you take note of companies you can call in case you encounter car troubles.
One issue that happens all too often during long drives like this is putting the wrong fuel in the car. You may think that this can’t happen to you. But the truth is that you can never be certain. As such, just make sure you have Fuel Rescue’s contact details.
Fuel Rescue offers services to fix mis-fuelled cars quickly and efficiently, ensuring that your vehicle is in working order so that you can hit the road after a minor setback.
In conclusion, the Ring of Kerry offers endless attractions, from Killarney National Park – Ross Castle, Torc Waterfall, and Ladies View – to Killorglin’s vibrant nightlife scene and Rossbeigh Beach’s stunning views.
You will also find Mountain Stage Lookout Point, with its spectacular sea views, as well as Ballycarbery Castle and the Lecanabuile Stone Fort. Last but not least, we suggest driving The R565 & R566 roads, likewise known as Skellig Ring. Here, an additional loop drive awaits with numerous attractions, including Valentia Island.
But you have to realise that you cannot fully take in the beauty of the Ring of Kerry and have a truly wonderful journey if you do not prepare for the trip. Planning your route ahead of time will make for a great start to any excursion.
It’s also best to anticipate any problem you might encounter along the way. That’s why if you plan to travel on the Ring of Kerry, it’s wise to keep Fuel Rescue in mind as an emergency measure should you ever mistakenly fill your vehicle with the wrong fuel.
Planning to drive on the Ring of Kerry? Enjoy all that Ireland has to offer from behind the wheel, safe in the knowledge that any accidental misfuelling mishaps will be resolved quickly and efficiently by Fuel Rescue! Contact us on 01 280 7661 or 086 2551079
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Ross Castle - Irish seat of Clan O'Donoghue since the 15th century
#Ross Castle#Killarney#County Kerry#Ireland#Lough Leane#Irish castles#mediaeval#fortress#ruins#Clan O'Donoghue
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Ross Castle next to Lough Leane at Killarney, County Kerry, Ireland, dates from the first half of the 15th century. A banqueting hall and minstrels gallery are on the top floor.
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