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قراءة كتاب Visions and Beliefs in the West of Ireland, Second Series
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By Lady Gregory
DRAMA
Seven Short Plays
Folk-History Plays, 2 vols.
New Comedies
The Image
The Golden Apple
Our Irish Theatre. A Chapter of Autobiography
IRISH FOLK LORE AND LEGEND
Visions and Beliefs, 2 vols.
Cuchulain of Muirthemne
Gods and Fighting Men
Saints and Wonders
Poets and Dreamers
The Kiltartan Poetry Book
VISIONS AND BELIEFS IN THE WEST OF IRELAND COLLECTED AND ARRANGED BY LADY GREGORY: WITH TWO ESSAYS AND NOTES BY W.B. YEATS
"There's no doubt at all but that there's the same sort of things in other countries; but you hear more about them in these parts because the Irish do be more familiar in talking of them."
SECOND SERIES
G.P. PUTNAM'S SONS
NEW YORK AND LONDON
The Knickerbocker Press
1920
Copyright, 1920
by
LADY GREGORY
The Knickerbocker Press, New York
CONTENTS
| page | |
| I.—Herbs, Charms, and Wise Women | 3 |
| II.—Astray, and Treasure | 29 |
| III.—Banshees and Warnings | 45 |
| IV.—In the Way | 65 |
| V.—The Fighting of the Friends | 77 |
| VI.—The Unquiet Dead | 89 |
| VII.—Appearances | 111 |
| VIII.—Butter | 189 |
| IX.—The Fool of the Forth | 195 |
| X.—Forths and Sheoguey Places | 205 |
| XI.—Blacksmiths | 239 |
| XII.—Monsters and Sheoguey Beasts | 245 |
| XIII.—Friars and Priest Cures | 281 |
| Swedenborg, Mediums, and the Desolate Places | 295 |
| Notes | 343 |
I
HERBS, CHARMS, AND WISE WOMEN
I
HERBS, CHARMS, AND WISE WOMEN
There is a saying in Irish, "An old woman without learning, it is she will be doing charms"; and I have told in "Poets and Dreamers" of old Bridget Ruane who came and gave me my first knowledge of the healing power of certain plants, some it seemed having a natural and some a mysterious power. And I said that she had "died last winter, and we may be sure that among the green herbs that cover her grave there are some that are good for every bone in the body and that are very good for a sore heart."
As to the book she told me of that had come from the unseen and was written in Irish, I think of Mrs. Sheridan's answer when I asked in what language the strange unearthly people she had been among had talked: "Irish of course—what else would they talk?" And I remember also that when Blake told Crabb Robinson of the intercourse he had had with Voltaire and was asked in what tongue Voltaire spoke he said, "To my sensations it was English. It was like the touch of a musical key. He touched it probably in French, but to my ear it became English."
I was told by her:
There is a Saint at the Oratory in London, but I don't know his name, and a girl heard of him in London, and he sent her back to Gort, and he said, "There's a woman