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Christmas Cards[click thumbnail for larger image]Any card combination is available as a pack.
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| Description: | Oscail doras do chroí anocht Scaoil isteac síocháin do grásta an Linbh Íosa. -ní slí óstán Dó. - Micháel Ua Ciarmhaic |
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| Description: | Oscail doras do chroí anocht Scaoil isteac síocháin do grásta an Linbh Íosa. -ní slí óstán Dó. - Micháel Ua Ciarmhaic |
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| Description: | This rare view of the river Fertha and the R.I.C. Barracks, Cahersiveen was taken in the 1880's, from the pier (foreground) build in 1822. When in the 1890's the now defunct Farranfore-Valentia Harbour Railway was built, this pier was built over, and the river up to the Barracks was filled in to become the goods yard and the station. |
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| Description: | Oíche Nollag Le coinnle na n-aingeal tá an spé amuigh breachta, Tá fiacial an tseaca sa ghaoith ón gcnoc, Adaigh an tine is té chun na leapan, Luífidh Ma Dé ins an tigh seo anocht - M&aire Mhan an tSaoi |
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| Description: | The Bogman From Glenbeigh I met him on the Milltown road, a chill December day, As he rebuilt his rail of turf to make a good display; A wiry, sunbrowned little man whose trials with life were seen In his well-worn, threadbare coat and battered brown caubeen You dug your spuds all in a row, paced by the farmer's son, You had his shirt stuck to his back before the day was done; Week in, week out, that was our lot, our aim at work or play To have a happy Christmas round the homelands of Glenbeigh. You'll never see our likes again, we joy in labour found, And had the will to be content and stay in Irish ground; Thrice a week till Christmas time these rails will help to pay The bills that see the Christmas home to the boglands of Glenbeigh - William O'Brien |
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| Description: | The Kerry Christmas Carol Brush the floor and clean the hearth, And set the fire to keep, For they might visit us tonight WHen all the world's asleep. Don't blow the tall white candle out But leave it burning bright, So that they'll know they're welcome here This holy Christmas night. - Sigerson Clifford |
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| Description: | The Wren Boys The Wren - the Wren - the King of all birds St. Stephen's day was caught in the furze. Up with the kettle and down with the pan, A penny or tuppence to bury the wren. |
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| Description: | Killorglin Town There's a small little town called Killorglin With a hill for a heart that is high And the Laune is the blood that runs through it A river both noble and shy. For it comes and it goes on its living It rises and falls with each tide And its people are want to be giving And welcome each one to its side. - Eamon 'Edso' Crowley |
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| Description: | Christmas Time Bright fire burning on the hearth, smell of fir and pine, Turkey, ham, sweet currant cake, parsley, sage and thyme; Neighbours' children at the door, small hands blue and cold, Angel on the Christmas tree shedding lights of gold. Wrenboys coming down the road dressed in gaudy clothes, Jigs and reels and hornpipes, violins and dancing bows; Buttered scones beside the fire, chestnuts and sweet corn, A little face flushed with joy, a whisper, Dearest Mum! - Sean McCarthy |
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Portmagee The goodwill of the season of Christmas, For our visitors all I decree and especially For those lucky people whose Birthplace was you, Portmagee. When I respond to the final alarm, And my spirit can no longer be. Immersed in your wonderful charm, In your bosom I'll lie, Portmagee. - Willie O'Neill |
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| Description: | The Kerry Christmas Carol Brush the floor and clean the hearth, And set the fire to keep, For they might visit us tonight WHen all the world's asleep. Don't blow the tall white candle out But leave it burning bright, So that they'll know they're welcome here This holy Christmas night. - Sigerson Clifford |
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| Description: | Kerry Long Ago Oh, God be with you Kerry, where in childhood we made merry, As we heard the fiddler tuning up and resening his bow, At the crossroads we'd be dancing and our cailíns shyly glancing, as Their dark-eyed mothers used to do In Kerry long ago. |
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| Description: | The Rose Of Tralee The pale moon was rising above the green mountain, The sun was reclining beneath the blue sea, When I strayed with my love through the clear crystal fountain That stands in the beautiful vale of Tralee - John Mulchinock |
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| Description: | The Ghost Train for Croke Park Wisha, God be with you Kerry, where they never lock the fire, With the kettle singing on the sooty crane, And my mother - 'Will you hurry now and leave the mirror sound, Myko Lairy's passing Hurley's with the train.' Then the quick run out the half-door of that houseen down the Lane, And I dressed as neat as any Excise clerk, With the blue suit and the brown boots and the medal on its chain, The night we took the ghost train for Croke Park. - Sigerson Clifford |
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| Description: | The Waters that flow Around Valentia By the waters that flow around Valentia, There's one spot of fame and renown, That catches the eye from the quarry, As you gaze up the river to town. - Johnny Murphy |
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| Description: | Christmas Shopping List For my wife I order that the sun Be freshly squeezed each morning of her life. That the moon attend ceremoniously On all her comings and going And that the stars should never cease Doing the rounds of her eyes. For my daughter I command that roads Be laid smoothly between mountains That rivers echo guidance among valleys, That a fair wind rise to being her In good time again and again to swim In the morning waves of her childhood. For my son let the satellites beam Messages of love precisely here and there For the time being, and the grids that net The seas and continents direct him To all the co-ordinates he chooses, Then catch and trawl him home. And for myself if all of this Might come to pass in seven days What more could I want? I would know That I was right to have ideas Above my station, and I would Be complete and know that it was good. - Paddy De Buis |
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| Description: | The Glen
Beneath my view mid waters blue, I saw the rocks of Droum, The silvery sand of Bill Williams strand and sunlit Ballinahown. Feha Bridge where oft I trudged yet spans the reeking spray. That dashes voide in every side unto St. Finan's Bay. Amid those scenes so beautiful The Puffin breaks and roars As if to rouse my kith and kin who sleep by Caladh's shores. And vowed to God that to that sod I may return some day My bones to rest near Keel's old church beside you Finan's Bay. - John Foley |
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| Description: | The Kerry Christmas Carol Brush the floor and clean the hearth, And set the fire to keep, For they might visit us tonight WHen all the world's asleep. Don't blow the tall white candle out But leave it burning bright, So that they'll know they're welcome here This holy Christmas night. - Sigerson Clifford |
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| Price : | €6 + p&p [per pack] |
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