|You're not too old when your hair turns gray.|
You're not to old when your teeth decay.
But you'll know you're awaiting that final sleep,
When your mind makes promises your body can't keep.
|"The worst threat to Irish farmers is not foot and mouth disease, but a postal strike."
Notes: Popular saying in rural Ireland, referring to Irish farmers' heavy dependence on government subsidy checks to survive
|If you cannot get rid of the family skeleton,you may as well dance with it
|May there be a generation of children On the children of your children.
|Many times man lives and dies|
Between his two eternities,
That of race and that of soul
And ancient Ireland knew it all.
|May the Blessings of the Light be on you,|
Light Without and Light Within.
|May the Lord keep you in His hand And never close His fist too tight.
|May the leprechauns dance over your bed and bring you sweet dreams.
|May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings, slow to make enemies, quick to make friends. But rich or poor, quick or slow, may you know nothing but happiness, from this day forward.
|Wine comes in at the mouth|
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all that we will know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh.
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