The Shamrock

 

 

  

 

 

St. Patrick's Day Celebration!

I'm looking over a four leaf clover
That I overlooked before
One leaf is sunshine, the second is rain,
Third is the roses that grow in the lane.
No need explaining the one remaining
Is somebody I adore.
I'm looking over a four leaf clover
That I overlooked before.

 

Shamrock

The legend of the shamrock goes back to the times of St. Patrick.
In his effort to convert the Irish to Christianity, St. Patrick
confronted the King of Tara on the sacred pagan holiday. After
impressing the King with his courage and well-spoken argument,
he was invited to court at Tara. There the religious leaders of the
time, the Druids, were well aware of the threat of Christianity to
their positions. When Patrick tried to explain the Trinity to the King,
the Druids burst out laughing at a God with 3 heads. Looking down
Patrick saw a shamrock and used it as an illustration of a single plant
with 3 parts. Once again impressing the King, he was permitted to go
out and preach in all Ireland, thanks to the shamrock.

 

 

 

I'll Wear a Shamrock

St. Patrick's Day is with us,
The day when all that's seen
To right and left and everywhere
Is green, green, green!

And Irish tunes they whistle
And Irish songs they sing,
Today each Irish lad walks out
As proud as any king.

I'll wear a four-leaf shamrock
In my coat, the glad day through,
For my father and mother are Irish
And I am Irish too!

~Mary Carolyn Davies~

The Shamrock is a fragile little plant, and doesn't keep long
out of its habitat. A fresh sprig in the morning will have
dried and withered by noon, and can look a bit limp. Recently
some bright sparks have invented a little lapel sachet in
which the Shamrock is both grown and worn, and will bloom
until the last of Patrick's Pot is drunk. The Irish have had
a few difficulties translating ingenuity into gold over the
last few thousand years, but being Green wasn't one of them.

 

 

 

The Shamrock

There's a dear little plant that grows in our isle,
'Twas Saint Patrick himself, sure, that set it;
And the sun on his labour with pleasure did smile,
And with dew from his eye often wet it
It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the mireland
And they call it the dear little Shamrock of Ireland

(Irish Blessing)

Three is Ireland's magic number. Hence the Shamrock.

Crone, Mother and Virgin.
Love, Valour and Wit..
Faith, Hope and Charity.
Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

Numbers played an important role in Celtic symbolism.
Three was the most sacred and magical number.
It multiplies to nine, which is sacred to Brigid.
Three may have signified totality:
past, present and future
behind, before and here
sky, earth and underworld.

Everything good in Ireland comes in threes.
The rhythm of story telling in the Irish tradition
is based on threefold repetition. This achieves
both intensification and exaggeration. Even today
in quality pub talk, a raconteur can rarely resist a
third adjective, especially if it means stretching a point.

What's good luck on Saint Patrick's Day?:

Finding a four-leaf clover
(that's double the good luck it usually is).

What do you get if you cross poison ivy with a four-leaf clover?

A rash of good luck

Pick a Shamrock for your own

Wearing green.
(School children have started a little tradition of their own --
they pinch classmates who don't wear green on this holiday).

Kissing the blarney stone.

An Irish blessing to take with you today:

May your blessings outnumber the shamrocks that grow
And may trouble avoid you wherever you go.

 

 

 

 


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