Gospels, MS 58, Trinity College Dublin

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Gospels, MS 58, Trinity College Dublin
but maybe I WANT to walk on my knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting
TĂĄ brĂłn orm mĂĄ tĂĄ sĂ© seo ag cur tĂș ar an bhfĂłd, mura bhfuil Gaeilge agat. Ach is maith liom do chuid oibre anseo!
Tapadh leibh!
"may this great plague pass by me and my friends, and restore us once more to joy and gladness"
Feeling a powerful kinship with this scribe from 1350 today.
OTD (Christmas Eve), 670 years ago
[For example, a note on p. 36 gives the text a definite fourteenth-century date and a Mac Aodhagain provenance to this manuscript:
It is one thousand three hundred and fifty years tonight since Jesus Christ was born, and in the second year of the coming of the plague to Ireland was this written and I myself am full twenty one years old....and let every reader in pity recite a âpaterâ for my soul. It is Christmas Eve tonight, and under the protection of the King of Heaven and earth I am on this Eve tonight. May the end of my life be holy and may this great plague pass by me and my friends, and restore us once more to joy and gladness. Amen. Pater Noster. Aed, Mac Concubair mac Gilla na Naem, Mic Duinnslebe Mic Aodhagain wrote this on his fatherâs book the year of the great plague.
The following year he wrote at the top of the same page:
It is just a year tonight since I wrote the lines on the margin below; and, if it be Godâs will, may I reach the anniversary of this night many times. Amen. Pater Noster.
Translation by R.I. Best.]
Thank you for transcribing the image! I always forget to do that.
It is just a year tonight since I shared this... may we reach the anniversary of this night many times.
From MS 1316, Trinity College Dublin:
You can see Aodh Mac AodhagĂĄin's notes at the top and bottom of the page.
Medieval Irish Cat Names
~Pangur BĂĄn - A white cat belonging to a monk in the famous 9th century poem of the same name.Â
~ Breone - âLittle Flameâ, acc. Kelly. Murray suggests that itâs closer to âMeoneâ, possibly representing the purring of the cat. Responsible for âpurring and protectingâ.Â
~ Glas Nenta - âNettle-GreenâÂ
~ Meone - âLittle Meowâ. Called in the text, âA mighty cat that mews.â Pantry cat.Â
~ CrĂșibne - âLittle pawsâ (Alt. âLittle Clawsâ). A cat that guarded the barn, mill, and drying-kiln.
~ Rincne - POSSIBLY âSpearâ, Kelly wasnât sure on that one. Murray suggests it might come from âtears, mangles.â It referred to a childâs cat. Both kittens and dogs are referenced among common childrenâs playthings.
~ Folum - A cat who herded cattle.Â
~ Ăach - Suggested by Murray to have something to do with mousing.Â
~Baircne - Kelly suggests itâs a basket for womenâs cats, Murray believes that itâs a type of cat, specifically those used for women, that were, to quote the original texts, âOn a pillow beside women always.â
With the exception of âPangur BĂĄnâ, all names refer to specific types or classifications of cat that would have been found in the medieval Irish world, but, at the same time, I personally think that they would make excellent names. All references taken from Fergus Kellyâs âEarly Irish Farmingâ and Kevin Murrayâs article, âCatáčĄlechta and Other Medieval Legal Material Relating to Catsâ. Alternative spellings exist across the various texts, when in doubt, I used the ones that seemed most standard.Â
Bless the ground so the snakes stop biting people.
A 7th Century Irish Catholic Creed
Our God is the God of all men, the God of heaven and earth, of the sea and the rivers, God of the sun and the moon and all the stars, the God of high mountains and low valleys; God above heaven and in heaven and below heaven, He has His dwelling in heaven and earth and sea and in everything that is in them. He breathes in all things, makes all things live, surpasses all things, supports all things; He illumines the light of the sun, He consolidates the light of the night and the stars, He has made wells in dry earth and dry islands in the sea and stars for the service of major lights. He has a Son, coeternal with Him, similar to Him; the Son is not younger than the Father, nor is the Father older than the Son, and the Holy Spirit breathes in them; the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit are not separate.
Bishop TĂrechĂĄn, Collectanea (26:8-11)
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St. Patrickâs Letter to Coroticus. More or less. (via oldirishmonasticsuggestions)
who hasnât fantasized about illuminating manuscripts by candlelight in a medieval scriptorium tbh
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Nessie says she tries to avoid eating people during Lent but since nobody can agree on the correct date of Easter sheâs unclear as to when that is. Can you help?
In theory, on this blog we go by the Celtic Rite.
But even so, has Nessie considered........ not eating people at any point in the liturgical year?
Good morning to hermits, navigators, women raised by cows, runaway swineherds, vigilante beekeepers, white cows with red ears, exiled penitents, and the Loch Ness Monster.
Treat confession as a private matter.Â
Respect the seal of confession.
gang, you ever think about becoming a monastic to escape the world?
Chastise your cat for walking all over your manuscript.
Write in prose.