As you slide down the banister of life,
May the splinters never point in the wrong direction!
Dance as if no one were watching,
Sing as if no one were listening,
And live every day as if it were your last.
For each petal on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way -
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
Go mbeannai Dia duit (May God Bless You)
Here’s to a long life and a merry one
A quick death and an easy one
A pretty girl and an honest one
A cold beer and another one!
If you’re enough lucky to be Irish... You’re lucky enough!
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.
Leprechauns, castles, good luck and laughter
Lullabies, dreams, and love ever after.
Poems and songs with pipes and drums
A thousand welcomes when anyone comes.
That’s the Irish for you!
May God grant you many years to live,
For sure he must be knowing
The earth has angels all to few
And Heaven is overflowing.
May luck be our companion
May friends stand by our side
May history remind us all
Of Ireland’s faith and pride.
May God bless us with happiness
May love and faith abide.
May the best day of your past
Be the worst day of your future.
May the lilt of lush laughter lighten ever road,
May the midst of Irish magic shorten every road.
May you taste the sweetest pleasures
that fortune ever bestowed,
And may all your friends remember
all the favors you are owed.
May the wind at your back
Not be the result
Of the corned beef and cabbage
You had for lunch.
May those who love us, love us
And those who don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts
And if he can’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping!
May you always have
Walls for the winds,
A roof for the rain,
Tea beside the fire,
Laughter to cheer you,
Those you love near you,
And all your heart might desire!
May you be in
Heaven a half hour before the
Devil knows you’re dead!
May you have:
A world of wishes at your command
God and his angels close at hand
Friends and family their love impart,
And Irish blessings in you heart.
May you live as long as you want,
And never want as long as you live.
May you live to be a hundred years
With one extra year to repent.
May your blessings outnumber
The shamrocks that grow,
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.
May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.
God is good, but never dance in a small boat.
May your neighbours respect you,
Troubles neglect you,
The angels protect you,
And Heaven accept you.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light,
May good luck pursue you each morning and night,
My wild Irish rose
The sweetest flower that grows
You may search everywhere
But none can compare to my wild Irish rose
My wild Irish rose
The sweetest flower that grows
Someday for my sake she may let me take
A bloom from my wild Irish rose.
O Ireland isn’t it grand you look
like a bride in her rich adornin?
And with all the pent up love of my heart
I bid you the top o’ the mornin!
There are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head.
If a man doesn’t drink when he’s living,
How in the hell can he drink when he’s dead?
There’s a dear little plant that grows in our isle,
’Twas St. Patrick himself, sure, that sets it;
And the sun of his labor 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.
These things I warmly wish to you-
Someone to love
Some work to do
A bit o’ sun
A bit o’ cheer
And a guardian angel always near.
’Tis better to buy a small bouquet
And give to your friend this very day,
Than a bushel of roses white and red
To lay on his coffin after he’s dead.
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Tis like a morn in spring.
With a lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world is bright and gay
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away.
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