Monthly Archives: February 2007

February 4 in the Irish Martyrologies

In Gorman:

Fuidbech, Corc is Chota,
la hAquilin aleb,
Gelais fri cech ngabud,
Gemin mor is Magnus.
Donait tagaimm trenfer
fri baraind, fri badud.
Pheleas, Eueint urgna,
dias chunnla co crabud.
Cuanna, Ciaran Glinne,
sinne for a snadhud!

Fuidbech; Corc and Cota
with Aquilinus, I will beseech;
Gelasius against every peril;
great Geminus and Magnus.
Donatus I choose as champion
against hostility, against drowning.
Phileas, wise Eventius,
a sage, devout pair.
Cuanna and Ciaran of Glenn [Rige],
may we be under their safeguard!

In Oengus the Culdee:

Pridie nonas Febr.

Fronius ocus Magnus,
Gelaise ro fesser,
German martir uasal,
Cuannae credal cresen.

Sempronius and Magnus,
Gelasius thou shouldst know:
German, a noble martyr;
Cuanna, pious, holy.

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February 3 in the Irish Martyrologies

From Gorman:

Uarburga ban, Blassus,
Celerin co coemrath,
Coelfind, Cuanan crabdech,
Trifon, Ignait, Uuan,
Remeid, Tigrid, toedlech,
Laurentin nal-lanbhreth,
mac Duath din ar duilgibh,
Colman cuindmid cadhnech.

Warburga the fair; Blaise;
Celerinus with dear grace;
Coelfind; devout Cuanan;
Trypho; Ignatius; Uuan;
Remedius; radiant Tigris;
Laurentinus of the full judgments;
mac Duach — defense against difficulties;
Colman, hospitable, holy.

From Oengus the Culdee:

iii nonas Febr.

Don-remat col-lani
dogres ar cech trogi
slogad find co feli
Felicis, Simfroni.

May they always protect us
fully against every misery,
the host fair and modest
of Felix, of Symphronius!

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February 2 in the Irish Martyrologies

From Gorman:

Cetbreith Christ i tempul
ri Muire, reimm raithfir
Cornil caidh cend sochair,
Fortunait is Finnech,
Apronian indfethid,
Uictor, Mauir nar mothaigh,
Illathan sruith sardrech,
Aithmet crabdech Clochair,
Felician, Firm romaind,
fri dodhaing cech dochair.

The first taking of Christ to the temple
with Mary — a gracious man’s course.
Cornelius the chaste, a profitable chief;
Fortunatus; and Finnech.
Apronianus bear ye in mind.
Victor; Maurus who perceives us;
Illathan, venerable, great-faced;
Aithmet the devout of Clochar;
Felicianus and Firmus before us,
against the danger of every mischief.

From Oengus:

iv. nonas Febr.

Airitiu Maicc Maire
hi Tempul derb dimais,
sluag mar martir suabais,
la Findig nDuirn ndigrais.

The reception of Mary’s Son
in the Temple, sure, inestimatible:
great host of gentle martyrs
with Findech of Dorn the excellent.


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February 1 in the Irish Martyrologies

From Gorman:

For kalaind find Febru
Brigit ard-ogh Erenn,
Derlugdach leo rademm
Pion, Ignait, Effremm,
Beoin, Cinne chaemhfind,
Airennan non-alemm,
Cattan trednach tennocc,
Mo-Celloc in cadhseng.

On February’s white calends:
Brigit, the high virgin of Ireland;
Der-lugdach; let’s mention with them
Pionius; Ignatius; Ephrem;
Beoin; dear white Cinne;
Airennan whom we supplicate;
Cattan, abstinent, stern warrior;
My Celloc, the holy slender.

NOTE: St. Der-lugdach was St. Brigit’s successor as
abbess of Kildare.

From Oengus:

D. calendis Februarii.

Morait calaind Febrai
fross martir mar ngledenn,
Brigit ban balc nualann,
cenn caid caillech n-Erenn.

They magnify February’s calends,
a shower of great, pure-hued martyrs:
Brigit the fair, strong, praiseworthy,
chaste head of Ireland’s nuns.


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A Few Drake Things

David Drake’s translated some more bits of Ovid. One is a whimsical but touching elegy for a dead parrot.  (Insert Monty Python joke here.) The other is an interesting bit on the Four Ages of Man, which shows just what sort of thoughts on life were floating around in the pagan Roman world.

(I have to say, it almost sounds like our man Ovid had dipped into some Jewish scriptures — though there’s a lot of parallel Greek material which is similar, and I’m sure Mr. Drake was purposefully bringing out those parallels here.)

To this point the lower forms of animals had lacked the capacity for higher thought. Now appeared man, a more blessed creature, to rule them.

Perhaps the creator of all things grew him from a divine spark to bring about a better world, or alternatively perhaps the Earth, freshly penetrated by the high Aether, retained the seeds of her heavenly kinsman. Yet again perhaps Prometheus, the son of Iapetus, mixed earth dampened with rainwater into an image of the gods who rule all things.

Other animals go on all fours, looking down at the earth. Prometheus made man to carry his head high and behold the heavens, standing erect and raising his face to the stars. The world, which had been unshaped and without form, began to change when men first appeared.

Also of interest, the body of Drake’s friend Jim Baen has been buried out next to Mr. Drake’s house, in a grove of trees. (Scroll down to the bottom of the page.) Since the Southern part of my family has a mountain with a family graveyard on it, I can see the sense of this. And yet, it does seem a shame not to be buried in consecrated ground. Also, the logo on the stone cracks me up. Still, who has a better right to use it? Surely a book company’s imprint is no less honorable than heraldry. And yet….

Well, it’s not any of my business, and it’s an honorable burial ground. I won’t keep picking at it. Especially since I’m sure the Divine Mercy is a lot better at dealing with these things than I am.

Moving on, it’s good to hear that the next RCN book is in process. I love Adele and Daniel, and their next adventure will doubtless be even more interesting than the last.

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Cultural Diversity Means More Home Remedies!

We all know about the chicken soup. All singers are into the lemon juice/honey/etc. Eucalyptus mint tea is pretty good, too. I believe I’ve posted before about my strong allegiance to hot and sour soup as a Chinese cold and flu remedy.

Now, here’s another good one, from India of all places: turmeric milk. Thank you, Indian foodbloggers!

I do not advise just drinking hot milk with turmeric in, either though this is apparently the approved Indian grandmother way. Most of us just don’t like turmeric that much. :)  I do the modified version: make chai tea, add a bunch of turmeric, add milk. Not quite as good as regular chai, but still pretty good.

And the turmeric is really good at stopping that down the throat nasal drip. Not forever, but for a short while.


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