Thursday, 14 June 2018

The Stolen Child By W.B. Yeats

The Stolen Child

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can
understand. 

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim gray sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can
understand.

Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scare could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can
understand.

Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than he can
understand.

W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939


"WHERE dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake"

"To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And anxious in its sleep." 


"Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,
In pools among the rushes
That scare could bathe a star"

"From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild"






National Bike Week - Lunch Time Cycle

National Bike Week is a celebration and promotion of all that's great about bikes and cycling. Local authorities around the country organize events in relation to cycling.

As part of national Bike Week some trainees took part in a lunch time cycle organised by Sligo Sport And Recreation Partnership. The route started at the riverside hotel and went all the way up the back avenue around the Sligo regional track, there was refreshments after in the Riverside Hotel. The trainees enjoyed the experience.

Trainees pictured above with Aideen after the cycle

From Under Ben Bulben by W.B. Yeats

From Under Ben Bulben

Under bare Ben Bulben’s head
In Drumcliff churchyard Yeats is laid.
An ancestor was rector there
Long years ago, a church stands near,
By the road an ancient cross.
No marble, no conventional phrase;
On limestone quarried near the spot
By his command these words are cut:

Cast a cold eye
On life, on death.
Horseman, pass by!

W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939









Photos taken by Matthew of Ben Bulben Mountain and Drumcliff Churchyard


Painting of Ben Bulben and the Garavogue River by Aoife

Photo taken by Aoife at the Back Avenue of Ben Bulben in the distance


Photo taken by Tara at the Back Avenue of Ben Bulben 
Shaded line drawing sketch of Ben Bulben by Anthony

The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W.B. Yeats

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine beans rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day,
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, 
I hear it in the deep heart’s core. 

W. B. Yeats, 1865 - 1939






Photos above of "The Lake Isle of Innisfree" on Lough Gill

Thursday, 7 June 2018

Planting Flowers

We have a beautiful selection of plants and flowers planted to the front of the centre these include Begonia's, Alyssum's, and Lupinus.



Wednesday, 6 June 2018

Plants and Herbs

Our plants and herbs are flourishing in our garden.  We have lettuce, carrotts, beans, scallions, potatoes, spinach, strawberries, chives and sunflowers. 

Planting Flowers

Yesterday Patrick and Andrew planted flowers in the beds and into pots at the back of the centre.  The backyard looks lovely and summery in this beautiful weather!

Tuesday, 5 June 2018

Slish Wood Walk

A group of trainees and tutors went on a walk to Slish Wood as part of lads active. The weather was very nice and also it was a very enjoyable walk. Slish Wood has great views onto Lough Gill.

 
Group photo of trainees from sports & recreation 

Group photo of tutors




Wednesday, 30 May 2018

Bedding Plants



We had a delivery of beautiful flowers yesterday to be planted in the front of the centre.