#augusta gregory

[cainposts]

Love women in early Irish state history. Constance Markiewicz and Lady Augusta Gregory, you are so cool to me

[hyperions-fate]

Many that are red-cheeked now will be pale-cheeked; many that have been free to walk the hills and the bogs and the rushes will be sent to walk hard streets in far countries; many a good plan will be broken; many that have gathered money will not stay to spend it; many a child will be born, and there will be no father at its christening to give it a name. They that had red cheeks will have pale cheeks for my sake; and for all that, they will think they are well paid.

Lady Gregory and W.B. Yeats, Cathleen ni Houlihan (1902)

[famishingmorrows]

“If the past year were offered me again, And choice of good and ill before me set Would I accept the pleasure with the pain Or dare to wish that we had never met?

[mixtapes]

She is a girl and would not be afraid to walk the whole world with herself.

Lady Augusta Gregory, Visions and Beliefs in the West of Ireland.

[sketchbookofbalderdash]

“What is whiter than snow?' he said. 'The truth,' said Grania. 'What is the best colour?' said Finn. 'The colour of childhood,' said she. 'What is hotter than fire?' 'The face of a hospitable man when he sees a stranger coming in, and the house empty.' 'What has a taste more bitter than poison?' 'The reproach of an enemy.' 'What is best for a champion?' 'His doings to be high, and his pride to be low.' 'What is the best of jewels?' 'A knife.' 'What is sharper than a sword?' 'The wit of a woman between two men.' 'What is quicker than the wind?' said Finn then. 'A woman’s mind,' said Grania. And indeed she was telling no lie when she said that.”

“Gods and Fighting Men: The Story of the Tuatha De Danaan and the Fianna of Ireland” (1904) by Lady Augusta Gregory, born March 15th, 1852.

[allycatherine]

If the past year were offered me again, And choice of good and ill before me set Would I accept the pleasure with the pain Or dare to wish that we had never met?

Augusta Gregory

[mercureality]

I have to hand in an essay on the ideology behind the Irish Theatre Revival of Yeats and Lady Gregory in less than 8 hours.

Instead I am watching Parks and Recreation, making gurgling happy noises and thus failing at my nevertheless sincere attempts to be April Ludgate.