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Post by Barry on Aug 21, 2008 12:05:59 GMT
I was in Ireland last week, on a coach tour with my father (yes, yes, I know). Actually, the driver/guide was excellent, and he supplemented his commentary with various recordings of music and words that somehow worked with the passing countryside.
He played an extract of a recording of one of Ireland's contemporary professional storytellers (I forget the Irish name for them), who began his tale with a poem by W B Yeats (at least, he told his audience this). It started with a line that went something like "I am a Kerry Man". I've searched the www for the poem, and checked my books of Yeats's poetry, but can't find it. Can anyone help track down this poem? There was a lovely line in it about the hills shouldering the clouds.
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Post by WeeWilly on Mar 2, 2009 16:04:14 GMT
The response to your yell for help is rather underwheming, and this is unusual, for there is some pretty good knowledge floating around this forum, not to mention a ready enthusiasm to jump into such a request. As no doubt others have done, I have poked about a bit to see if I could pick up the trail of your quote, but the matter proved quite fruitless. I suppose that it is foolish to ask if you have any other clues? Presumably, if you had, you would have shared them.
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Post by Pete on Mar 2, 2009 18:53:22 GMT
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Post by Pete on Mar 2, 2009 19:12:20 GMT
Could it conceivably be this one?
It's Kiltartan instead of Kerry, and "tumult in the clouds" not "shouldering the clouds", but it has the right feel.
If not, I'll keep looking.
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