Praise poems:
Brian Ó Ruairc mo rogha leannán/Brian
Ó Ruairc, my chosen darling
-- inaugural poem for a king
Réalta [an] cruinne Caitir Fhíona/Star
of the world, Catherine
-- Praise, bio recap, and plea to St. Catherine
A Shionann Bhriain Bhóroimhe/Oh,
Shannon of Brian of Boroma
-- Praise poem and property claim for the river Shannon
Mo-chean do theacht, a sgadáin/My
love for coming, herring!
-- Praise poem for a herring, during Lent :)
Love poems:
Mairg darab galar an grá/Love is
a sad sickness
-- A woman's love poem
I mbrat an bhrollaigh ghil-se/In [her]
cloak, the bright breast
-- Love and a cloak brooch
Stories:
A Mhuireadhach, meil do sgín/Muireadhach,
it's a waste of knife
-- A king and a poet become monks
Dubhach sin, a dhúin na ríogh/That gloominess, oh fort of the kings
Folamh anocht Dú Chearmna/The Fort
of Cearmna is empty tonight
-- Two lament/warnings from a widowed queen
Tabhás do Lugh, leannán Teamhra/It
was revealed to Lugh, Temuir's lover
-- Retelling Irish mythology
Humor:
Mo-chean do theacht, a sgadáin/My
love for coming, herring!
-- Funny praise poem for a herring in Lent
Miscellaneous:
Ionmhuin sgríbhionn sgaoiltear sunn/Dear
little piece of loose-tongued writing here
-- Letter to a boy in exile who will be clan head
O áite doimhne bhéic mé/From
the deep place, I shout
-- Resinging Psalm 130
Moladh daoine is dó is moladh/Praise
of people, and you, is praising the Spirit
-- Poetry is the foundation of Irish society
From University Library of Cambridge MS 3082:
(translation by James Carney, introduction to _Poems of the O'Reillys_)
And let everyone who shall read these poems that I have written here and on the paper, give a blessing upon the souls of the people for whom they were made. And let him not forget to pray for the writer. That is enough.So how's this dán díreach poetry work?
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