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👉 Cuirt a Mhean Oíche, by Brian Merriman(The Midnight Court) Irish Poem Analysis

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I am back again with another top Irish poem.


Just like you, I don’t know everything there is to know about Irish poetry.


But I do find going through these …


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😅 The True Story Of Two Dublin Boys Who Ran Away To New York In 1985

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First of all, move over “home alone” I have a unique story to share with you today.


 Back in 1985, the two Irish kids aged 10 and 13 managed …


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👩🏻‍🏫 Top 20 Celtic Symbols And Their Meanings Explained – Irish Around The World

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For centuries, Celtic symbols and signs held incredible power for the ancient Celts in every way of life.


The word “Celtic” refers to people who lived in Britain and Western …


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🕰 Predicting What The Future Of Ireland Will Be In 1979

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Another great clip from the archives on YouTube.


It is always interesting to look back at what people thought the world would be like in the future.


 This clip talks …


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🗒️ 20 Of My Favourite Irish Proverbs And Sayings From Ireland

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This is a collection of my personal favourite words of wisdom from old Irish proverbs.


You may have heard some in passing, and you may have heard some for the …


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This week's Irish jokes:

The holy cow:


The wise old Mother Superior from county Tipperary was dying. The nuns gathered around her bed, trying to make her comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink, but she refused it. Then one nun took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk. Back at Mother Superior's bed, she held the glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little more. Before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop. Mother," the nuns asked with earnest,


"Please give us some wisdom before you leave us. "She raised herself up in bed with a pious look on her face and said, "Don't sell that cow."

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A cheesy one, but I had a good chuckle:


Three sons left home, went out on their own and prospered. Getting back together, they discussed the gifts they could give their elderly mother. The first said, "I built a big house for our mother."The second said," I sent her a BMW with a driver." The third smiled and said, "I've got you, both beat. You know how Mom enjoys the Bible, and you know she can't see very well. I sent her a parrot that can recite the entire Bible. It took 20 monks in an Irish monastery 12 years to teach him. I had to pledge to contribute $100,000.00 a year for ten years, but it was worth it. Mom has to name the chapter and verse, and the parrot will recite it."

Soon after that, Mom sent out her letters of thanks: " "Seamus,” she wrote the first son, "the house you built is so huge. I live in only one room, but I have to clean the whole house." "Sean," she wrote to another, "I am too old to travel. I stay home all the time, so I never use the BMW. And the driver is so rude!" "Dearest Donal," she wrote to her third son, "You were the only son to have the good sense to know what your mother likes. That chicken was delicious."

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The Kerry Furniture dealer Goes To France.

A furniture dealer from Kerry decided that he wanted to expand the line of furniture in his store, so he decided to go to Paris, France, to see what he could find. After arriving in Paris (this being his first trip ever to the French capital), he met with some manufacturers and finally selected a line that he thought would sell well back home in Kerry. To celebrate the new acquisition, he decided to visit a small bistro and have a glass of wine. As he sat enjoying his wine, he noticed that the small place was quite crowded and that the one other chair at his table was the only vacant seat in the house. Before long, a very beautiful young Parisian girl came to his table, asked him something in French (which he did not understand), and motioned toward the chair. He invited her to sit down. He tried to speak to her in English, but she did not speak his language so, after a couple of minutes of trying to communicate with her, he took a napkin and drew a picture of a wine glass and showed it to her. She nodded, and he ordered a glass of wine for her. After sitting together at the table for a while, he took another napkin and drew a picture of a plate with food on it, and she nodded. They left the bistro and found a quiet cafe that featured a small group playing romantic music. They ordered dinner, after which he took another napkin and drew a picture of a couple of dancing. She nodded, and they got up to dance. They danced until the cafe closed, and the band was packing up. Back at their table, the young lady took a napkin and drew a picture of a four-poster bed.


To this day, he has no idea how she figured out he was in the furniture business.😂😂😂😂😂😂

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So what is this week's top Irish poem?

Cuirt a Mhean Oíche, by Brian Merriman(The Midnight Court) Irish Poem

Since this week's poem is over 8000 words!!! I have only included part one. If you would like to read the rest, you can do so here.

 I am back again with another top Irish poem. Just like you, I don't know everything there is to know about Irish poetry. But I do find going through these Irish poems week by week unravels what life was like back in the day. 

This week's Irish poem is number 43, titled Cuirt a Mhean Oíche, by Brian Merriman. Another poem was originally written in Irish. The poem Cúirt An Mheán Oíche (The Midnight Court) is often compared to the works of François Rabelais. It is widely regarded as the most significant work of comic verse in the history of Irish poetry. A funny poem that, when read through, takes you on an incredible journey. 

The traditional practice is to divide The Midnight Court into four parts. However, most commentators recognize that the poem naturally divides into five—an opening, a closing and a three-part debate in between. I have only included the English part below. It is just shy of 8000 words, so no short read by any account! 

The midnight course poem is a story about toe poet going about his regular day but instilled with mysticism and mythical characters. 

Read all of it or read a chapter or two. Either way, Brian Merriman will take you on a journey. Enjoy 

The Midnight Court(Cuirt a Mhean Oíche)

by Brian Merriman

Part One: The Foreword

The poet walks out alone on a summer morning and
he meets a terrible maiden. She tears him after it
the day to Manham Hill where a court is being built
directed by Aoibheal, the beautiful queen of she.
I used to walk by the river
On a fresh meadow and the heavy dew,
Near the woods at the foot of the mountain
Without delay at the light of day.
My heart brightened when I saw Loch Gréine,
The land, the country, is the touch of the sky
The location of the mountains was a delightful one
Threatening their heads over each other.
For a long time the heart would wither—
Worn without meaning or filled with pains—
The bitter shriek without possession without wealth
It would take a while to look over the woods
On ducks queuing on a mistless bay,
The swan on its prey as it moves with them,
The fish with merriment rising
Perch in a gorgeous sketch scene,
The color of the lake and the blue of the waves
Coming swiftly noisy heavy,
Birds in a tree used to be merrily,
Elm jumping in nearby butter woods,
The sound of horns and the sound of horns,
Reynard's pursuit of a strong dog.

Yesterday morning the sky was fogless,
Cancer, from the sun, was a hot berry
She is trapped to labor after the night
The work of that day before her is stretched.
I had branches on my limbs,
Grass and grass swaying beside me,
Growing vegetables and flowers and herbs
His agony would spread his thoughts.
I was exhausted and my sleep exhausted,
I stretched myself out flat in the green grass
Near the trees along a trench,
Support my head and my outstretched handles.
Tied my eyes tightly together,
Closed adhesives in cloud teal,
My face is happily hidden from flies
In a trance I suffered the tormented fly
Your bare hole stirred me to hae
But I sleep soundly without a mind.
My sleep was short when I heard, I thought,
The surrounding land swaying around
Northern anfa and fierce abduction
The harbor is the harbor of fires;
A syllable of my eye that I imagined
I looked at me by the edge of the harbor
The gorgeous smallpox
Blacksmith's hairy, scaly bony;
His right height, if I just judge,
The remaining six or seven rods,
Precise perch for its spreading flag
Lei sa tslab le drab is draoibeal.
It was a big, wild, wild way to look
Up in his corrosive wounded face,
It was a miserable district, a worldly scare,
His magic and his mantle are a scathing mantle.
King of all if! he was strong fluent
Her hand beam is full
A brass sign topped with a spike
Bailiff's power is up to him written.

He said boldly with bold words: -
Wake up! Stir! his ugly sleepers;
Being stretched out in your hips is depressing
It is a sitting court with thousands marching in it;
It is not a court without an act without a statute without a rule
Do not court the spoils as you have never practiced
This court moved from gentle crowds—
The court of pity of virtues and virtues.
The Granite lineage is a great claim
Gentlemen as they sat unanimously
Two days and nights on the summit of the mountain
In the courtyard of Bruion Mhá Gréine.
It's firmly for the king's lights
For the sake of his family she appeared,
The relation was to the group number
As all destiny has gone to the territories of Fáil—
Possession without freedom by ancient descendants,
Their law is governed by rent or superintendents,
The country was destroyed and nothing was left
Instead of herbs only weed is weed;
The nobles preferred to wander as they melted
It is a hand cream by rich deserts,
Betraying with desire and trespassing without looking
The lepers and the naked were skinned for their destruction.
Depression is a destructive evil of all slavery
Stupid delusion in blackmailing laws
The useless fan does not receive from anyone
But a deep clamor lies to destruction,
The falsity of a man of law is a factor of high strength,
Cam and fraud neglect and favor,
The cloud of law and the true color of vanity,
Blinded by bribery, fee and falsity.
All is true, and waste is not left,
The Bible was declared a doom that day
Of course you won't get free through it, -
The nut of youth to its witheredness with greed
Ireland located in the shortage of people—
The memory of the human offspring has perished;
Countries were left empty and desolate,
War and death without space for their destruction,
The pride of kings is gone abroad
When you do no more in their place.
It is a shame for many of you to have no sheriff and no offspring
Women are a charge on sea and land,
Physical concussions and young burrows,
It is a brood of blood and flesh,
Log list and happy readings
It's a sizzling mare who has gone in a belt;
It is unfortunate not to have such a stallions pregnancy,
It's a pity not to have a breast and a boar,
They are often prepared for the word if they receive it
Falling to their meshes I applaud their patience.

It is a decision with sages in the territory of the council
Instead of telling them slavery: -
One of this group, fill their power,
On falling to the dice, seat in Fola.
Aoibheal offers a heart without prejudice,
Friend of Munster, sister-in-law of Leithraig,
She parted from this crowd with sages
The release of slavery in Thomond.
The choir promised this fair mourning
Powerful adherence to falsification of law,
Stand with faint and faint
Tightness must be gentle with you,
This unbridled strength must strike
The right in its right must be located;
I now promise not to fail or to power,
Miss's friendship is Pimp's member
I usually walk through this law
Their court is seated by the heavenly seed;
This court is now standing in the Tooth,
Walk, answer it, you have to go there
Walk fast without barking at your peril,
Walk! or tear in the mud behind you!
She hit a butter hook in the back of the cab
It is a strong winding movement,
She snatched me down through the valleys,
Managh Hill and the sweetness of the temple.

Read the rest of the poem here.


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