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I generally like to keep my lists under 100 words, to make browsing easier, hence the sub-categories for some lists. However, all suggestions are eagerly welcomed. Either for words, or sub-lists.

Been a word-collector from a long time back, and love the layout here. Having tons of fun finding new lists to make.

I particularly want to make more lists like josswords, but nothing immediately comes to mind.

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  • about 1 year, 7 months ago, elfflame said: Thank you, Shoepixie. I'm having fun coming up with the names of the lists.
  • about 1 year, 7 months ago, shoepixie said: Caoineadh Airt Uí Laoghaire or the Lament for Art Ó Laoghaire is an Irish keen, or dirge written by his wife Eibhlín Dubh Ní Chonaill. The late Eighteenth century epic poem is one of the greatest love poems of the Irish Language. Eibhlín composed it capturing the life and tragic death of her husband Art on May 4, 1773.

    It details the murder at Carraig an Ime, County Cork, of Art, at the hands of Abraham Morris, and the aftermath. It is one of the key texts in the Irish oral literature corpus. The poem was composed ex tempore and follows the rhythmic and societal conventions associated with keening and the traditional Irish wake respectively.

    The killing of Art O' Laoghaire has its origin in one of the Penal Laws. Under the law, an Irish Catholic was forbidden to own a horse worth more than five pounds. If offered that sum for a horse of his by a Protestant, he would have to accept. O' Laoghaire refused such an offer and lost his life as a result.

    An excerpt:

    My steadfast friend!
    I didn't credit your death
    till your horse came home
    and her reins on the ground,
    your heart's blood on her back
    to the polished saddle
    where you sat - where you stood....
    I gave a leap to the door,
    a second leap to the gate
    and a third on your horse.

    I clapped my hands quickly
    and started mad running
    as hard as I could,
    to find you there dead
    by a low furze-bush
    with no Pope or bishop
    or clergy or priest
    to read a psalm over you
    but a spent old woman
    who spread her cloak corner
    where your blood streamed from you,
    and I didn't stop to clean it
    but drank it from my palms.

    My steadfast love!
    Arise, stand up
    and come with myself
    and I'll have cattle slaughtered
    and call fine company
    and hurry up the music
    and make you up a bed
    with bright sheets upon it
    and fine speckled quilts
    to bring you out in a sweat
    where the cold has caught you.

    full text in Irish and in English
  • about 1 year, 7 months ago, elfflame said: Yes, I can see how it would be. It's very dangerous. I do get lost in my lists sometimes... :D
  • about 1 year, 7 months ago, reesetee said: from dictionary.com:

    –noun
    1. in Medicine: healthy or adequate nutrition or development.
    2. in Ecology: the state of being eutrophic.

    (Origin: 1715–25; < Gk eutrophía. See eu-, tropho-, -y3)
  • about 1 year, 7 months ago, elfflame said: Thanks, resetee. I'm having fun. It's a great distraction.
  • about 1 year, 7 months ago, reesetee said: Hi elfflame--am enjoying your lists. Glad to have you with us. :-)

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