poetry

A nicer ol’ body is like yer’ll not see From the cronk to the claddagh, till Peggy My Chree! Wis eggs an’ some honey she’ll come if yer bad, An’…

To the Isle – to the fairy isle over the seas, Where spangles are bright on its musical breeze; Where the skies they are dappled with shadows that gleam, And…

Eighty-five I’ll be me nex’ birthday, Ay! – Eighty-five nex’ Tynwal’ Fair Day. I remember when I was a li’l wan How the neighbours was used to say Warra glister…

Ay! theer’s me on me way to the churchyard With the daffodils gripped in me han’; An’ me cough had all gone, an’ me ailments, Now the sunshine had come;…

My Mother lying weak and spent Cried out to me her daughter — “O for a drink of Mary’s Well, Sweet Chibber-y-Wurra water!” Among the meadows green and low I…

Whither away, little journeying west wind? Why do you laugh as you skip down the hill? Linger awhile, for the day is but young yet Tell us your story, west…

We who have heard the fairies’ laughter peeling Through dim-lit hollows in the lonely hills, Have seen pale shadows through the deep glens stealing, Or followed in their track down…

I really enjoy Kathleen Faragher’s work and have compiled this list of Manx words and Manx dialect words from 6 of her books. across – on the mainland aigh vie…