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Snowdrops began emerging, here in Thurles, Co. Tipperary, last week. Soon they will stand just 7–15cm high, while exhibiting beautiful white bell-shaped flowers on the end of erect stems, which in turn will be surrounded by two to three leaves.
Yes, Snowdrops are informing us that Spring is most definitely en route to Co. Tipperary.
‘Snowdrop Time’
By English poetess, the late Mrs Mary Webb (1811-1927).
Ah, hush tread softly through the rime*
For there will be a blackbird singing, or a thrush.
Like coloured beads the elm buds flush
All the trees dream of leaves and flower and light,
And see, the northern bank is much more white,
Than frosty grass, for now is snowdrop time.
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[*The little used word ‘Rime‘ is a type of ice that forms when the moisture in fog freezes suddenly.]
Vocals: Canadian music group; Ruth Moody, Nicky Mehta and Cara Luft, better known as “The Wailin’ Jennys”, latter name a pun on the name of country singer Waylon Jennings, latter who died during the same month the group were initially formed.
Lyrics: Same unconfirmed, however, an early version is sometimes attributed to Sir Alexander Boswell* (1775 -1822), latter 1st Baronet, FRSE, FSA; a Scottish poet, antiquary, songwriter, from Auchinleck village, 2 miles (3 km) Northwest of Cumnock, in East Ayrshire, Scotland, UK.
*[Note: Sir Alexander Boswell was son of Edinburgh born James Boswell (1740 -1795) latter a Scottish biographer, diarist, lawyer; a friend and biographer of English writer Samuel Johnson (1709 -1784), latter himself a poet, playwright, essayist, moralist, literary critic, sermonist, biographer, editor, and lexicographer].
The Parting Glass
Oh all the money that e’er I spent,
I’ve spent it in good company,
And all the harm that ere I’ve done,
Alas, it was to none but me,
And all I’ve done for want of wit,
To memory now I can’t recall,
So fill to me the parting glass,
Good night and joy be with you all.
Oh, all the comrades that e’er I’ve had,
I’m sorry for my going away,
And all the sweethearts that e’er I’ve had,
Who would wish me one more day to stay,
But since it falls onto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I’ll gently rise and I’ll softly call
Good night and joy be with you all.
Good night and joy be with you all.
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Thurles.Info’s wish for you all in 2024.
As 2024 draws close, we hope it is filled with the promise of a hopeful tomorrow.
We wish you a very ‘Happy New Year’ and may 2024 bless all our readers with peace, joy, health, wealth and happiness, complete with new exciting adventure; enjoyable life-changing experiences; and may you be filled full of laughter, love and find even deeper friendships.
‘Happy New Year’
It is dark, cold, wet and windy here in Thurles, Co. Tipperary tonight, which leaves our community with that wintery feeling; which reminds me.
Wintery Feeling.
Vocals: Canadian singer of pop, country and adult contemporary music, Anne Murray(CC ONS) [Ordre du Canada/Ordre de la Nouvelle], latter who has sold over 55 million album copies worldwide, during her career.
Lyrics: American-Canadian musician and songwriter Jesse Winchester.
Wintery Feeling.
Look how the sky’s all silver, beautiful Montreal.
Out of the sky of silver, snowflakes begin to fall.
I sit by my window; I take my pen in hand.
If I sound a little wintry, you’ll have to understand.
So how is California? How is the weather there?
Where every day is sunny and where all the skies are fair.
Tell me, do you remember how once upon a time?
We’d sit and watch the snow fall, sharing a glass of wine.
[Chorus]
Oh, that sad, old wintry feeling,
I don’t really seem to mind.
Sad, but sweet, old wintry feeling,
Oh, that wintry feeling, somehow it just seems to suit me fine.
If you are never cold love, then who’s going to keep you warm.
You’ll take the sun for granted love, if you run from every storm.
But Lord, me and this old guitar, we’ve seen a storm or two.
We’ve seen a million drifters, these snowflakes and you.
[Repeat Chorus]
End
The 1956 Christmas song “Mary’s Boy Child”.
Vocals: American singer, actor, and civil rights activist, who popularized calypso music with international audiences in the 1950s and 1960s, Harry Belafonte, [Born Harold George Bellanfanti Jr. (March 1927 – April 2023) ].
Lyrics: American composer, songwriter, arranger, choral conductor and actor, Jester Joseph Hairston.
Mary’s Boy Child.
Long time ago in Bethlehem,
So the Holy Bible say.
Mary’s boy child, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.
[ Chorus]
Hark, now hear the angels sing,
A new King born today,
And man will live for evermore,
Because of Christmas day.
Trumpets sound and angels sing,
Listen what they say,
That man will live for evermore,
Because of Christmas day.
While shepherds watched their flock by night,
Them see a bright new shining star,
Then hear a choir sing,
The music seemed to come from afar.
Now Joseph and his wife Mary,
Come to Bethlehem that night,
Then find no place to borne she child,
Not a single room was in sight.
[Repeat Chorus]
By and by they find a little nook,
In a stable all forlorn.
And in a manger cold and dark,
Mary’s little boy was born.
Long time ago in Bethlehem,
So the Holy Bible say,
Mary’s boy child, Jesus Christ,
Was born on Christmas day.
[Repeat Chorus]
END
Christmas Time.
Vocals: Canadian musician, singer, songwriter, record producer, and photographer Bryan Adams [OC OBC FRPS].
Lyrics: Rhythm & blues singer, saxophonist and songwriter Marvin Phillips.
Christmas Time.
We waited all through the year,
For the day to appear,
When we could be together in harmony.
You know the time will come,
Peace on earth for everyone,
And we can live forever,
In a world where we are free.
Let it shine for you and me,
There’s something about Christmas time,
Something about Christmas time,
That makes you wish it was Christmas everyday.
To see the joy in the children’s eyes,
The way that the old folks smile,
Says that Christmas will never go away.
We’re all as one tonight,
It makes no difference if you’re black or white,
‘Cause we can sing together in harmony.
I know it’s not too late,
The world would be a better place,
If we can keep the spirit,
More than one day in the year,
Send a message loud and clear.
There’s something about Christmas time,
Something about Christmas time,
That makes you wish it was Christmas everyday.
To see the joy in the children’s eyes,
The way that the old folks smile,
Says that Christmas will never go away.
It’s the time of year, everyone’s together,
We’ll celebrate here on Christmas day,
When the ones you love are there,
You can feel the magic in the air,
You know it’s everywhere.
There’s something about Christmas time,
Something about Christmas time,
Something about Christmas time,
Something about Christmas time,
Makes you wish it was Christmas every day.
To see the joy in the children’s eyes,
The way that the old folks smile,
Says that Christmas will never go away.
There’s something about Christmas time,
Something about Christmas time,
Makes you wish it was Christmas every day,
To see the joy in the children’s eyes,
The way that the old folks smile,
Says that Christmas will never go away,
Please tell me Christmas would never go away.
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