{"id":13381,"date":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/?p=13381"},"modified":"2024-04-08T01:24:35","modified_gmt":"2024-04-08T01:24:35","slug":"those-wild-bells-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/those-wild-bells-again\/","title":{"rendered":"Those Wild Bells Again"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hi! Natasha,<\/span><\/p>

Here is the revised version of my New Year\u2019<\/span>s piece. It is now suitable for publication in the next edition of the Kilkenny People (18<\/span>th<\/sup><\/span> January 2006)……..<\/span><\/p>

Sincerely<\/span><\/p>

Peter.<\/span><\/p>

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cumhach<\/span>, nostalgic; <\/span>umar<\/span>, trough; <\/span>Ave atque Vale<\/span>, hail and farewell; <\/span>ag s\u00edothl\u00fa<\/span>, dying; <\/span>sciollad\u00f3ireacht<\/span>, scolding,; <\/span>caismirt\u00ed<\/span>, conflicts; <\/span>faoi an\u00e1il D\u00e9<\/span>, by Divine inspiration; <\/span>R\u00e9alta Eolais<\/span>, guiding star; <\/span>T\u00edr Tairngire<\/span>, the Promised Land <\/span><\/p>

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Na Cloig Bhuile Ar\u00eds !<\/span><\/p>

Peadar Bair\u00e9ad<\/p>

Annual Lament<\/p>

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T\u00e1 tr\u00e1th na gclog buile \u00fad tagtha agus imithe uainn ar\u00eds.<\/p>

Cad iad na cloig at\u00e1 i gceist agam anseo, an ea?<\/p>

Na cloig a bhuailtear le b\u00e1s bliana amh\u00e1in a chaoineadh, agus le breith bliana \u00faire a chom\u00f3radh, agus n\u00ed g\u00e1 dhom a chur i gcuimhne dom l\u00e9itheoir\u00ed go mbainimse \u00fas\u00e1id, bliain i ndiaidh bliana, as l\u00ednte oiri\u00fanacha as an gcaoineadh bre\u00e1 cumhach, \u00fad, a chum Alfred Lord Tennyson, i gcuimhne a charad, Arthur Hallum, sa bhliain 1841, le b\u00e1s bliana a chaoineadh, mar sa d\u00e1n sin, tharla go bhfuil ceathr\u00fana bre\u00e1tha, ag f\u00e1g\u00e1il sl\u00e1n leis na mbliain a bh\u00ed ag sleamhn\u00fa isteach in umar na staire, agus ag an am gc\u00e9anna, ag failti\u00fa roimh an bhliain \u00far, agus roimh an saol sona s\u00e9imh a chuirfeadh an bhliain \u00far ch\u00e9anna sin ar f\u00e1il don chine daonna. Agus \u00f3 tharla go mbeadh s\u00e9 deacair v\u00e9arsa\u00ed an dain ch\u00e9anna sin a sh\u00e1r\u00fa le \u201cAve atque Vale\u201d a chur in i\u00fal, ar an \u00f3c\u00e1id chumhach seo, shocraigh m\u00e9, mar sin, ar \u00fas\u00e1id a bhaint as na v\u00e9arsa\u00ed c\u00e9anna sin, uair amh\u00e1in eile, leis na ngn\u00f3 sin a dh\u00e9anamh dom.<\/p>

Atmosphere<\/h1>

Mar sin, breathnaigh mar a chrutha\u00edonn Tennyson atmosf\u00e9ar oiri\u00fanach don \u00f3c\u00e1id, le bualadh na gclog buile c\u00e9anna sin……..<\/p>

\u201cRing out wild bells to the wild sky,<\/p>

The flying cloud, the frosty lights;<\/p>

The year is dying in the night,<\/p>

Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.\u201d<\/p>

Sea, clingig\u00ed libh a chloig chaointe, n\u00f3 t\u00e1 an bliain ag s\u00edothl\u00fa i l\u00e1r na ho\u00edche seo, clingig\u00ed libh, agus lig di b\u00e1s d\u2019fh\u00e1il. Sin \u00ed an teachtaireacht a sheolann an file chugainn, s\u00edos thar \u00e1irs\u00ed na mblianta. <\/p>

B\u2019fh\u00e9idir n\u00e1rbh \u00ed an bhliain ba mheasa f\u00f3s \u00ed, an bhliain sin a d\u2019imigh uainn, ach ag an am gc\u00e9anna, d\u2019fh\u00e9adfadh an bhliain \u00far a bheith i bhfad n\u00edos fearr f\u00f3s. N\u00edl dabht ar domhan, ach gur tharla roinnt mhaith ruda\u00ed i rith na bliana sin 2005, arbh fhearr an saol d\u00e1 n-uireasa, rudai ar n\u00f3s an chrith tal\u00fan \u00fad a tharla i gcr\u00edocha na na Caism\u00edre Pacast\u00e1na\u00ed. Sea, agus n\u00edorbh fhearrde an saol cuairt na Sp\u00e9irlinge \u00fad, Catrina, ar dh\u00faiche New Orleans, ach oiread, n\u00f3 buam\u00e1il Londain. N\u00ed g\u00e1 dhom tagairt a dh\u00e9anamh do na tuilte, don ngorta, do na creathanna tal\u00fan, do na choga\u00ed, do na hionsaithe gn\u00e9is, do na druga\u00ed, don mhug\u00e1il, don bhfor\u00e9igean, n\u00e1 do na hoilc eile uilig, a chr\u00e1igh an cine daonna i rith na bliana at\u00e1 anois seolta isteach i muileann an ama, bliain sin \u00e1r dTiarna, dh\u00e1 mh\u00edle is a c\u00faig. <\/p>

The Tailor\u2019s farewell !<\/h1>

Agus \u00f3 tharla go bhfuil an bhliain ch\u00e9anna sin s\u00edothlaithe anois, is f\u00e9idir linn sciollad\u00f3ireacht a dh\u00e9anamh uirthi, agus n\u00e1 cuireadh nath \u00fad na R\u00f3mh\u00e1nach \u201cDe Mortuis Nil Nisi Bonum\u201d, n\u00e1 cuireadh sin bac ar bith orainn \u00e1r rogha rud a r\u00e1 f\u00faithi, sea, agus is f\u00e9idir linn beannacht an t\u00e1illi\u00fara lena shn\u00e1thaid bhriste a chur lei.<\/p>

Ring out the want, the care, the sin,<\/p>

The faithless coldness of the times;<\/p>

Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes,<\/p>

But ring the fuller minstrel in.<\/p>

B\u00edodh sin mar at\u00e1, ach is d\u00f3cha go bhfuil a liosta fh\u00e9in ag chuile dhuine againn de na buanna, agus de na bunt\u00e1ist\u00ed, a bhaineamar fh\u00e9in as an mbliain at\u00e1 anois imithe uainn, n\u00f3 nach mb\u00edonn dh\u00e1 thaobh ar chuile sc\u00e9al. Nach f\u00e9idir linn uilig smaoineamh ar na caismirt\u00ed a socra\u00edodh, ar na fadhbanna a scaoileadh, ar an ocras a s\u00e1sa\u00edodh, ar an tart a m\u00fachadh, ar an bhfaoiseamh a tugadh, agus ar na coireanna a maitheadh le linn 2005. <\/p>

The Thousand Years Of Peace<\/span><\/strong><\/p>

Ach sin uilig r\u00e1ite, nach bhfuil chuile dhuine againn ag gu\u00ed D\u00e9, go mbeidh an bhliain ur seo 2006, i bhfad \u00c9ireann n\u00edos fearr f\u00f3s d\u00fainn, n\u00e1 an fear at\u00e1 ag \u00e9alithe uainn.<\/p>

Ring out old shapes of foul disease,<\/p>

Ring out the narrowing lust of gold,<\/p>

Ring out the thousand wars of old,<\/p>

Ring in the thousand years of peace.<\/p>

Sea, nach bhfuil chuile dhaonna\u00ed, geall leis, ar th\u00f3ir na s\u00edoch\u00e1na? Agus nach cuimhin linn uilig f\u00eds \u00e1lainn, chorraitheach, \u00cds\u00e1ia f\u00e1idh, agus n\u00e1rbh \u00e9 a chan go fileata faoi laethe \u00fad na s\u00edoch\u00e1na a bh\u00ed le teacht. Caithfidh gur mhair s\u00e9 fh\u00e9in i r\u00e9 a bh\u00ed corraithe go leor, ach faoi an\u00e1il D\u00e9, d\u2019\u00e9irigh leis f\u00e9idireacht eile a leagan os \u00e1r gcomhair, mar chine, r\u00e9 nuair a chuirf\u00ed deireadh go deo le troid, agus le cogaiocht; le h\u00e1r agus le heasaontas; sea agus le triobl\u00f3id agus le for\u00e9igean. N\u00ed bheadh coga\u00ed, n\u00f3 fi\u00fa a r\u00e1fla\u00ed ann a thuilleadh, dh\u00e9anfa\u00ed dearmad de scileanna coga\u00edochta, agus n\u00ed dh\u00e9anfa\u00ed airm a dhearadh, n\u00f3 a dh\u00e9anamh, i measc daoine feasta…<\/p>

\u201cAgus buailfidh siad a gclaimhte amach ina soic ch\u00e9achta,<\/p>

Agus a sle\u00e1nna ina gcorr\u00e1in,<\/p>

N\u00ed th\u00f3gfaidh na cin\u00edocha an cla\u00edomh in aghaidh a ch\u00e9ile feasta,<\/p>

N\u00e1 n\u00ed chleadht\u00f3id\u00eds cogadh ar\u00eds go br\u00e1ch .\u201d<\/p>

Nach \u00e1lainn go deo an fh\u00eds \u00ed sin, a scalann anuas chugainn tr\u00ed dhorchadas o\u00edche na staire daonna? Sin \u00e9 mian chro\u00ed an duine daonna, agus an tr\u00e1th seo bliana, gu\u00edmid ar\u00eds an tseanghu\u00ed, gu\u00ed \u00fad na nAingeal…<\/p>

\u201cGl\u00f3ir do Dhia sna hArda, agus ar talamh, s\u00edoch\u00e1in do lucht a ph\u00e1irte\u201d.<\/p>

Utopia not here yet<\/span><\/strong><\/p>

Ach n\u00edl an r\u00e9 sin buailte linn f\u00f3s. N\u00edl deireadh f\u00f3s le coga\u00ed, n\u00f3 le r\u00e1fla\u00ed cogaidh, n\u00f3 n\u00edl an ruaig curtha againn ar an ngorta, n\u00f3 ar na pl\u00e1nna uilig a ch\u00e9asann, agus a chr\u00e1nn an cine s\u2019againne, ach m\u00e1 sea fh\u00e9in, t\u00e1 an R\u00e9alta Eolais \u00fad ar an sp\u00e9ir, le sinn a threor\u00fa, agus a bhrost\u00fa, i dtreo Fh\u00eds \u00cdsi\u00e1ia f\u00e1idh. Sin an r\u00f3d at\u00e1 r\u00f3mhainn, sin an b\u00f3thar at\u00e1 le bualadh againn sa bhliain seo 2006, agus nach \u00e9 sin an b\u00f3thar a thabharfaidh go T\u00edr T\u00e1irngire sinn?<\/p>

Agus muid anois ag seoladh linn isteach sa bhliain \u00far sin, n\u00edl le d\u00e9anamh agamsa ach athbhliain faoi bhl\u00e1th, is faoi mhaise, a ghu\u00ed oraibh uilig, agus gura seacht fearr a bheas muid uilig bliain \u00f3 anocht.<\/p>

Ring our the old, ring in the new,<\/p>

Ring happy bells across the snow,<\/p>

The year is going, let him go;<\/p>

Ring out the false, ring in the true.<\/p>

Go mbeirimid beo ar an am seo ar\u00eds.<\/strong><\/p>

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Hi! Natasha, Here is the revised version of my New Year\u2019s piece. It is now suitable for publication in the next edition of the Kilkenny People (18th January 2006)…….. Sincerely Peter. . cumhach, nostalgic; umar, trough; Ave atque Vale, hail and farewell; ag s\u00edothl\u00fa, dying; sciollad\u00f3ireacht, scolding,; caismirt\u00ed, conflicts; faoi an\u00e1il D\u00e9, by Divine inspiration; […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":13435,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13381","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-gan-chatagoir"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13381","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13381"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13381\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13382,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13381\/revisions\/13382"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13435"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13381"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13381"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13381"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}