Books with author Lady Gregory

Visions and Beliefs in the West of Ireland, First & Second Series by Lady GregoryThe Sidhe cannot make themselves visible to all. They are shape-changers; they can grow small or grow large, they can take what shape they choose; they appear as men or women wearing clothes of many colours, of today or of some old forgotten fashion, or they are seen as bird or beast, or as a barrel or a flock of wool. They go by us in a cloud of dust; they are as many as the blades of grass. They are everywhere; their home is in the forths, the lisses, the ancient round grass-grown mounds. There are thorn-bushes they gather near and protect; if they have a mind for a house like our own they will build it up in a moment. They will remake a stone castle, battered by Cromwell's men, if it takes their fancy, filling it with noise and lights. Their own country is Tir-nan-Og—the Country of the Young. It is under the ground or under the sea, or it may not be far from any of us. As to their food, they will use common things left for them on the hearth or outside the threshold, cold potatoes it may be, or a cup of water or of milk. But for their feasts they choose the best of all sorts, taking it from the solid world, leaving some worthless likeness in its place; when they rob the potatoes from the ridges the diggers find but rottenness and decay; they take the strength from the meat in the pot, so that when put on the plates it does not nourish. They will not touch salt; there is danger to them in it. They will go to good cellars to bring away the wine.Fighting is heard among them, and music that is more beautiful than any of this world; they are seen dancing on the rocks; they are often seen playing at the hurling, hitting balls towards the goal. In each one of their households there is a queen, and she has more power than the rest; but the greatest power belongs to their fool, the Fool of the Forth, Amadan-na-Briona. He is their strongest, the most wicked, the most deadly; there is no cure for any one he has struck.

Lady Augusta Gregory’s “Gods and Fighting Men” preserves the legends and lore of the earliest inhabitants of Ireland, the coming of the Tuatha De Danaan (The People of Dana) and the stories of Finn MacCumhail. Containing stories for Irish mythology form the earliest legends, Lady Gregory’s book preserves the native Irish sense of story-telling throughout her account of the Gaelic world. Lady Gregory's eloquent speech and style breathes life into Ireland's forgotten heroes and gods. Although Lady Gregory was more of a storyteller than an academic, her book remains one of the best available on Irish mythology and is a great starting point for anyone interested in Gaelic lore.

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Molly Cartwright has made her peace with the job her father nagged her into taking. The only reason she agreed to take it was because the position hinged on her father winning a presidential election. She figured she could agree to take the job, he'd lose the election, and she'd be off the hook.James Cartwright won the election. He was a widower, and had no interest in living in the White House residence by himself. Not only did he lobby to have his daughter appointed as Vice President, on the grounds of bringing her in to help reform education, he also talked her into giving up the Vice Presidential home to live in the White House with him.Things were going along well. They're now six years into their jobs, making strides in their agendas, when life as they know it comes to a screeching halt. Molly is in the middle of making a speech when Secret Service agents surround her and carry her off the stage.Within the next few hours, she is given devastating news regarding her father's trip to Colorado, sworn in as the next President, charged with trying to discover who the traitor is, has to figure out which nation is responsible for this mess, and is put into the precarious position of fending off a war, all while trying to mourn a parent.Molly's challenges do not stop there. She's contending with two sets of senior staff; her own and her father's. Certain people doubt her ability to maintain focus when her personal life has just been through the spin cycle. A staff member disappears when the Secret Service is spread too thin. Everyone thinks there may be pertinent information on the President's phone, and Molly has a plan on trying to hack into it, if they could just get the thing to her. Her personal aide is afraid and refuses to even step foot into the residence for fear of Lincoln's ghost. The man who targeted her father reveals himself enough to torture Molly with images, threats, and a FedEx shipment. A little digging around reveals a surprising relationship, and a long-harbored dream Daddy was keeping secret. And, in her bid to get to the truth of all that is afoot, the rookie President turns suspicion onto herself, hoping to draw the enemy forward.

Excerpt from Gods and Fighting Men: The Story of the Tuatha De Danaan and of the Fianna of IrelandWe would not give up our own country - Ireland - if we were to get the whole world as an estate.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

This book is an illustrated version of the original Visions and Beliefs in the West of Ireland by Lady Gregory. “I knew some could cure with herbs; but it's not right for any one that doesn't understand them to be meddling with them. There was a woman I knew one time wanted a certain herb I knew for a cure for her daughter, and the only place that herb was to be had was down in the bottom of a spring well. She was always asking me would I go and get it for her, but I took advice, and I was advised not to do it. So then she went herself and she got it out, a very green herb it was, not watercress, but it had a bunch of green leaves. And so soon as she brought it into the house, she fell as if dead and there she lay for two hours. And not long after that she died, but she cured the daughter, and it's well I didn't go to gather the herb, or it's on me all the harm would have come.”

Policeman. There was one time, and there might be again. Magistrate. That is bad. Does it go any farther than that? Policeman. Far enough, indeed. Magistrate. Homicide, then! This district has been shamefully neglected! I will change all that. When I was in the Andaman Islands, my system never failed. Yes, yes, I will change all that. What has that woman on her stall? Policeman. Apples mostly and sweets. Magistrate. Just see if there are any unlicensed goods underneath spirits or the like. We had evasions of the salt tax in the Andaman Islands. Policeman (sniffing cautiously and upsetting a heap of apples). I see no spirits here or salt. Magistrate (to Mrs. Tarpey. Do you know this town well, my good woman? Mrs. Tarpey (holding out some apples). A penny the half-dozen, your honour? Policeman (shouting). The gentleman is asking do you know the town! He's the new magistrate! Mrs. Tarpey (rising and ducking). Do I know the town? I do, to be sure. Magistrate (shouting). What is its chief business? Mrs. Tarpey. Business is it? What business would the people here have but to be minding one anothers business? Magistrate. I mean what trade have they? Mrs. Tarpey. Not a trade. No trade at all but to be talking. About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology. Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text. Read books online for free at www.forgottenbooks.org