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Where can i find a short poem in Irish about Niamh of the Golden Hair / Tir na nOgI am looking for about 6-10 lines describing her beauty, if possible.Hi!!
The only thing I have found is:
"Mheall s le bre thacht
Mheall s le p g
Is mheall s gan aon ag
Go T r na n g.
She enchanted him with her unearthly beauty
She beguiled him with a kiss
And without the slightest difficulty
She enticed him to T r na n g."
From "T r na n g":
http://www.pilgrimhorse.info/html/tir_na_nog.html
I also found an english description of her beaty:
"NIAMH OF THE GOLDEN HAIR, was one such maiden goddess, daughter of
Mannanan, the Celtic God of the sea who roamed our west coast waters
and gave his name to the Isle of Man. It was Leod (Liotr) grandson of
Godred the Black, King of Man, who established Dunvegan castle as the
seat of Clan MacLeod. Niamh is described thus:
her golden hair hung in tresses, and at the end of each plait hung a
bead. To some men her hair was the colour of the yellow flag iris
which grows by summer water; others thought it like ruddy polished
gold. Slender and exquisite as a birch tree, of shape as sweet as the
fine clover, of colour as fair as a summer morning, she is the type of
the glory of all lands"
From "Women of the Celts in Myth, Legend and Story":
http://www.pabay.org/skyeviews.html
Let me know if this is suffice as an answer.
Regards,
livioflores-gaWilliam Butler Yeats (June 13, 1865 - January 18, 1939) wrote a short
poem entitled, ?The Hosting of the Sidhe? (1899) in which Niamh
(daughter of King of Tir-Na-nOg, and known formally as ?Niamh Chinn
ir? or ?Niamh of the golden Hair?) describes herself. Here is the
short poem. I believe it will suit your purposes nicely:
?The Hosting of the Sidhe?
The host is riding from Knocknare
And over the grave of Clooth-na-bare;
Caolte tossing his burning hair
And Niamh calling Away, come away:
Empty your heart of its mortal dream.
The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round,
Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound,
Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are a-gleam,
Our arms are waving, our lips are apart;
And if any gaze on our rushing band,
We come between him and the deed of his hand,
We come between him and the hope of his heart.
The host is rushing 'twixt night and day,
And where is there hope or deed as fair?
Caolte tossing his burning hair,
And Niamh calling Away, come away.
ELORE
http://www.elore.com/Poetry/Yeats/three.htm
Is this sufficient as an answer?
Tutuzdad-gaHere is another description I found after the fact. It is an excerpt
from the fable version "Oisin and Niamh" By Greg Niedt:
"One day, the band was out by Lake Killarney, hunting in the woods,
when a figure appeared on the surface of the water. It was a woman, a
goddess of the Tuatha de Danann, and her step was light across the
lake. She was the fairest woman that any of the Fenians had yet seen,
with golden hair bedecked with rings, fair skin and red cheeks, and
eyes that were blue as the sky. A golden crown perched on her head,
and her dress was a nut-brown, sewn with red and gold, flowing down to
her slippers. She trod across the grass, leaving no footprint, and
smiled to the party. "I am Niamh," she announced, "the daughter of
Manannan, Son of the Sea. I have come to choose my love, Finn
MacCumhail, from your band."
"Oisin and Niamh"
http://www.fables.org/winter03/oisin.html
I look forward to hearing back from you.
regards;
tutuzdad-gaThats perfect.
Many thanks indeed.
Derek.Hi again!!
Which researcher gives you the requested answer?
Please let us know in order to post the selected comment as an
official answer and also give the chance to the researcher to take the
prize.
Regards,
livioflores-gaMy preferred answer is the first one (posted by livioflores)
Many thanks again to the two of ye.
DerekHi!!
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to answer your question. I am
also so glad to know that you have found a useful service here.
Here is my previous comment posted to make it the official answer:
I found the following short poem about Niamh of the Golden Hair, from
the Colm Mac S alaigh?s ?T r na n g?:
"Mheall s le bre thacht
Mheall s le p g
Is mheall s gan aon ag
Go T r na n g.
She enchanted him with her unearthly beauty
She beguiled him with a kiss
And without the slightest difficulty
She enticed him to T r na n g."
From "T r na n g":
http://www.pilgrimhorse.info/html/tir_na_nog.html
I also found an english description of her beaty:
"NIAMH OF THE GOLDEN HAIR, was one such maiden goddess, daughter of
Mannanan, the Celtic God of the sea who roamed our west coast waters
and gave his name to the Isle of Man. It was Leod (Liotr) grandson of
Godred the Black, King of Man, who established Dunvegan castle as the
seat of Clan MacLeod. Niamh is described thus:
her golden hair hung in tresses, and at the end of each plait hung a
bead. To some men her hair was the colour of the yellow flag iris
which grows by summer water; others thought it like ruddy polished
gold. Slender and exquisite as a birch tree, of shape as sweet as the
fine clover, of colour as fair as a summer morning, she is the type of
the glory of all lands"
From "Women of the Celts in Myth, Legend and Story":
http://www.pabay.org/skyeviews.html
Search strategy:
"Niamh of the Golden Hair" Tir na nOg poem
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Regards,
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