Oisin and Tir Na nOg by Ann CarrollOisin was the bravest and most handsome young warrior in The Fianna and he loved adventure. So when a beautiful girl, Niamh, galloped across the waves to invite him to the Land of Eternal Youth, Oisin could not resist. He had to see Tir na n’Og for himself. But how did he get on in a country where no one ever grew old? And did being forever young bring him any joy? This story tells how Oisin’s desire to stay youthful becomes instead a quest for human happiness.
Maire Brennan- Land of Youth Tir na nOg
Tir na nOg
One day, Fionn and the Fianna were hunting around the Ring of Kerry , and they stopped to rest on a hill overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, the way they could see if any invaders were coming. And they saw one. Now, it wasn't often an invader came to Ireland without a fleet of boats and a whole army behind him, but this one didn't have even one boat. The older heroes of the Fianna pulled in their belts, to redistribute some of the bulk back to where it had slipped down from their chests, and the younger heroes wished they had remembered to brush their teeth that morning. Irish men never change eh? He was gob-smacked, but this great hero -- who had battled manya mighty warrior of this world and fearsome creature from the Other world -- was too weak to even smack his gob.
Featured , Heritage. There is a great poem by Irish writer Thomas Kinsella. For as long as our homo sapien brains have understood the concept of mortality, we have raged against the perceived tragedy of fading youth, and, of course, that which inevitably follows — death. In fairy tales and folk stories, too, our collective wish to cheat old age and death is abundantly clear. From the 5th century B.
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The origins and location of this enigmatic island remain as mysterious as ever. As the more cultured of the races of ancient Ireland, their diplomacy and education meant they frequently had the upper hand over rivals such as the Fir Bolg and arch nemeses, the Formorians. All this was set to change however, with the arrival of the Milesians. Being the civilized nation they were, the Tuatha did everything they could to negotiate and seek peace and harmonious accord. With no truce in sight the Tuatha did everything in their power to keep their stronghold, including invoking a mystical tempest to destroy the enemy.
Long ago, on an isle of emerald green, surrounded by a sea of azure blue, there lived a young man named Oisin. One day, when Oisin and the Fianna were out hunting, they saw an extraordinary sight. It was a beautiful young woman with long red hair, riding on a spirited white mare. The sun glistened off the maiden's hair, casting a magical golden light. The mare's movements were so fluid that she appeared to float across the ground.