A Lament for Walsingham

In the wracks of Walsingham Whom should I choose, But the Queen of Walsingham To be guide to my muse? Then, thou Prince of Walsingham, Grant me to frame Bitter plaints to rue thy wrong, Bitter woe for thy name. Bitter was it so to see The seely sheep Murdered by the ravening wolves While […]

Such an Inveteracy As Justifies My Suspicion

Saturday, the 10th of June, 15 Geo. III. 1775. A Meſſage from the Council by Mr Blair: Mr Speaker,     His Excellency, the Governor, hath deſired the Preſident to communicate to this Houſe his anſwer to the joint Addreſs of the Council and the Houſe of Burgeſſes, preſented Yeſterday to his Excellency; and he preſented […]

I Stretch My Eye Across the Brine

198. Then Columcille and his household departed from Erin, and this is the number they were: twenty bishops, two score priests, thirty deacons, and two score sons of learning that had not yet the rank of priest or deacon, as the poet, even Dallan Forgaill, hath said in this quatrain: Forty priests their number. Twenty […]

Gregorian Masses of Cormac mac Airt

On a time that Columcille was walking by the side of the river that is called the Boyne, the skull of a man was sent to him. And Columcille and the saints marvelled at the size of that skull, for it was far greater than the skulls of the folk of that time. Then said […]

Do Thou Assoil Me and Give Me the Sacrament

On a certain day Columcille was going to Tara of the Kings, and by adventure he met Bee mac De, the druid of Diarmaid mac Cerbail, King of Erin. And Bee had the gift of prophecy from God, albeit he was a druid, and he had made no false prophecy ever. But Columcille had foretold […]

I Would Not Speak Falsehood

On a time that Columcille was in Alba, he sent holy Baithin on certain errands to Aedan son of Gabhran. Aedan inquired of him who that man was, to wit, Columcille, of the which the folk of the Western World gave such great report. “He is a good man,” saith Baithin, “for he hath not […]

All Affrighted and Adrad

Another time when Columcille was in lona, holy Baithin set out for that foresaid isle. Columcille warned him that in the middle of the night tofore a terrible beast had come into the harbor betwixt lona and the isle that he was bound for; and that all that should go past that harbor should be […]

Columcille’s Three Pets

There were three pets that Columcille had; a cat, and a wren, and a fly. And he understood the speech of each of those creatures. And the Lord sent messages to him by them, and he understood all from them as he would understand an angel or human folk that might be sent with a […]

In the Mansions of Bliss

Lord, have mercy upon us. Christ, have mercy upon us. Lord, have mercy upon us. Christ, hear us. Christ, graciously hear us. Holy Mary, pray for us. Queen of Angels, pray for us. Queen of all Saints, pray for us. St. Columba, greatest of Irish-born Saints, pray for us. St. Columba, most illustrious of Irish […]

Pills of White Mercury

“Streets of Laredo” (Roud 2), also known as the “Cowboy’s Lament”, is a famous American cowboy ballad in which a dying cowboy tells his story to a living one. Derived from the English folk song “The Unfortunate Lad,” it has become a folk music standard, and as such has been performed, recorded and adapted numerous times, with many variations. The old-time cowboy Frank […]