wiki-illiam #109: q3

[dubdobdee]

3.

i: Whence all Mannions?
ii: Who loved his country and loved his lass?
iii: A long-legged bird flew over three Chinamen carved in what?
iv: Who forgot cruelly that even lovers are not immune from drowning?
v: Whose pupils would range from round to crescent and crescent to round?
vi: Where would I build a modest home and live in solitude, growing beans and keeping bees?
vii: Whose purity was likened favourably to a tall candle before the crucifix?
viii: Who wore small holes in his shoes and large holes in his gown?
ix: Where were the fiddler's cousin and brother priests?
x: Where did my cap acquire a halfpenny?

COMPLETED, ftb we are surrounded by actual/real poitry (viz Yeats) scholards :)


(I've supplied correct titles where we hadn't quite got them yet, but the answers are attributed to those who clearly know the poem itself).
i: "Three Songs to the One Burden" ("All Mannions come from Manannan"), looked up by alextiefling
ii: "Come Gather Round Me, Parnellites", pointed at by kerrypolka, confirmed by marnameow
iii: is "Lapis Lazuli", variously spelt by marnameow
iv: is "A Man Young and Old: III: The Mermaid", known by marnameow
v: is "The Cat and the Moon", INEVITABLY known by marnameow
vi: is "The Lake Isle of Innisfree", spotted by kerrypolka, mocked by marnameow
vii: is "Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland", googled by twitter-user petrajane
viii: is "The Ballad of Father O'Hart", googled by twitter-user petrajane
ix: is "The Fiddler of Dooney", googled by twitter-user petrajane
x: is "Running to Paradise", googled by twitter-user petrajane

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

I KNOW THIS! It is poems by yer man Billy B Yeats.

i stuck for now....
ii is indeed Parnell, and starts O gather round ye parnellites or something.
iii Is lapiz lazuli from lapis lazuli. This is the sort of Yeats stuff and nonsense I like!
iv Is a mermaid, and is from one of the slightly disjointed rambling ones.
v is a CAT! Whose name I can't remember but from the cat and the moon and is all (again) about how poor WB is not getting any.
vi Is like Kerry says The Lake Isle of Innisfree. I hate that poem, both because twee-as-fvck and because I get really irritate with Yeats' romanticising simple peasant life when he himself was living in privileged luxury. And everyone doing that. Fvcking Dev etc.also bitter that I still know the thing by heart
vii I KNOW I KNOW THIS.
viii a priest of some kind? I know I know this too...
The last two I do not know either.

[kerrypolka.livejournal.com]

Oh wait! Is vii Colleen daughter of Houlihan? As in that one that goes

It's stormy outside and the wind is loud
If only my beloved weren't so proud
My Colleen daughter of Houlihan

The evening light is getting dimmer
I want to put my p3nis in her
In Colleen daughter of Houlihan

(or maybe Kathleen is actually her name? can't remember and WILL NOT GOOGLE)

[alextiefling.livejournal.com]

Cathleen, I think.

[alextiefling.livejournal.com]

Confirmed by Googling: it's in Red Hanrahan's Song about Ireland:

But purer than a tall candle before the Holy Rood
Is Cathleen, the daughter of Houlihan.

[alextiefling.livejournal.com]

Ah, just seen that petrajane beat me to it.

[marnameow.livejournal.com]

It's Cathleen/Kathleen Ní Houlihan - but Cathleen Ní Houlihan is usually an old woman I think?