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Irish Sayings

(In case you need some Irish sayings for tomorrow.)

The Irish have always had the reputation for having the gift of gab. Irish come from a storytelling heritage. They love to talk, tell tall tales, sing, laugh at themselves and others, and just sit and talk for a while. I gave my Dad a bookmark that read: Irish diplomacy. The ability to tell a man to go to hell and make him look forward to it. Here then are some Irish saying both humorous and serious.

Irish Humor

One of the things I love about the Irish is their sense of humor. Here are some Irish saying to bring a smile to your lips and laughter to your heart.

May those who love us, love us

And those who don’t,

May God turn their hearts.

And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,

May He turn their ankles so we’ll know

Them by their limping.

The secret of the Irish is to live a long time without growing old.

The day God created the Irish

He didn’t do another thing except sit down and smile.

May you be in Heaven a half hour before the devil knows you’re dead.

May you live to be a hundred years,

With one extra year to repent.

May God bring good health to your enemies’ enemies.

Irish Blessings and Wisdom

The Irish have a wonderful way with words. They manage in a few short sentences to express some very profound thoughts. Here are some words of Irish wisdom.

The secret of the Irish is to live a long time without growing old.

May your home always be too small

To hold all of your friends.

May your blessings be many,

Your troubles be few.

May the love in your hearts

Forever be true.

May your mornings bring joy.

And your evenings bring peace.

May your troubles grow few.

And your blessings increase.

Bless us with good food,

The gift of gab.

And hearty laughter.

May the love and joy

We share

Be with us

Ever after.

May your troubles be less

And your blessings be more.

And nothing but happiness

Comes through your door.

May the road rise to meet you;

May the wind be always at your back;

May the sun shine warm upon your face;

The rains fall softly upon your fields;

And until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

May you live as long as you want;

and not want as long as you live.

May you have warm words on a cold evening,

A full moon on a dark night,

And the road downhill

All the way to your door.

May the best day of your past

Be the worst day of your future.

May your neighbors respect you,

Troubles neglect you,

The angels protect you,

And heaven accept you.

Bless us with good food,

The gift of gab.

And hearty laughter.

May the love and joy

We share

Be with us

Ever after.

And one of my favorites:

Dance as if no one were watching.

Sing as if no one were listening.

Live each day as if it’s your last.


4 comments

  1. fogiv

    my weddin’ vow.  we made up our own, and mine drew pretty heavy from a bunch of irish & scottish verse and stuff i was reading at the time.

    ye are blood of my blood, and bone of my bone

    i give ye my body that we two might be one

    i give ye my spirit, ’til our lives shall be done

    i take you, my heart,

    at the rising of the moon

    and the setting of the stars

    to love and to honor

    through all that may come

    through all of our lives together

    in all our lives,

    may we be reborn

    that we may meet

    and know

    and love again

    and remember.

  2. DeniseVelez

    She’s one of my favorite singers.

    Lyrics:


    Walking all the day near tall towers where falcons build their nests Silver winged they fly, they know the call of freedom in their breasts Soar Black Head against the sky Between the rocks that run down to the sea Living on your western shore, saw summer sunsets, asked for more I stood by your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland

    Talking all the day with true friends, who try to make you stay Telling jokes and news, singing songs to pass the night away Watched the Galway salmon run like silver dancing darting in the sun Living on your western shore saw summer sunsets, asked for more I stood by your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland

    Drinking all the day in old pubs where fiddlers love to play Someone touched the bow, he played a reel, it seemed so fine and gay Stood on Dingle beach and cast, in wild foam we found Atlantic Bass Living on your western shore, saw summer sunsets asked for more I stood by your Atlantic sea and sang a song for Ireland

    Dreaming in the night, I saw a land where no man had to fight Waking in your dawn, I saw you crying in the morning light Lying where the Falcons fly, they twist and turn all in you e’er blue sky Living on your western shore, saw summer sunsets asked for more I stood by your Atlantic sea and I sang a song for Ireland

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