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Irish History – a Revision

Prehistoric Ireland (8000BC-400AD)

Passage Tombs in Newgrange, Knowth and Dowth


Leinster
Munster
Connacht
Ulster
Gealic Ireland
Christian Ireland
Ireland and England – relations and
problems
Norman invasion (12th c.) and the Tudor conquest of
Ireland (16th century), Penal Laws (17th century)
Oliver Cromwell in Ireland
WHITE SLAVES ”indentured
servants”

Statistics
from 1641 to 1652

>500,000 Irish people killed

ca. 300,000 Irish people sold as


slaves

The population fell from about


1,500,000 to 600,000
The Battle of the Boyne – 1690
Union with Great Britain – Act of Union , 1801
The Great Famine

potato bligth

starvation

emigration
evictions
Celtic Revival (Celtic Twilight,
Irish Literary Revival)
- The Gaelic League
- The Abbey Theatre)
Home Rule

Charles Stewart Parnell


Easter Rising, 1916

Countess Markievicz
Patrick Pearse

GPO

James Connolly
Easter, 1916 (W.B. Yeats) That woman's days were spent […]
I HAVE met them at close of day In ignorant good-will, Was it needless death after all?
Coming with vivid faces Her nights in argument For England may keep faith
From counter or desk among grey Until her voice grew shrill. For all that is done and said.
Eighteenth-century houses. What voice more sweet than hers We know their dream; enough
I have passed with a nod of the When, young and beautiful, To know they dreamed and are
head She rode to harriers? dead;
Or polite meaningless words, This man had kept a school And what if excess of love
Or have lingered awhile and said And rode our winged horse; Bewildered them till they died?
Polite meaningless words, This other his helper and friend I write it out in a verse -
And thought before I had done Was coming into his force; MacDonagh and MacBride
Of a mocking tale or a gibe He might have won fame in the And Connolly and Pearse
To please a companion end, Now and in time to be,
Around the fire at the club, So sensitive his nature seemed, Wherever green is worn,
Being certain that they and I So daring and sweet his thought. Are changed, changed utterly:
But lived where motley is worn: This other man I had dreamed A terrible beauty is born.
All changed, changed utterly: A drunken, vainglorious lout.
A terrible beauty is born. He had done most bitter wrong
To some who are near my heart,
Yet I number him in the song;
He, too, has resigned his part
In the casual comedy;
The War of Independence and Civil War

IRA

Black and Tans


I sat within a valley green, In life's young spring so early,
I sat there with my true love, And on my breast in blood she died
My sad heart strove the two between, While soft winds shook the barley!
The old love and the new love, - I bore her to the wildwood screen,
The old for her, the new that made And many a summer blossom
Me think of Ireland dearly, I placed with branches thick and green
While soft the wind blew down the glade Above her gore-stain'd bosom:-
And shook the golden barley. I wept and kissed her pale, pale cheek,
Twas hard the woeful words to frame Then rushed o'er vale and far lea,
To break the ties that bound us My vengeance on the foe to wreak,
Twas harder still to bear the shame While soft winds shook the barley!
Of foreign chains around us But blood for blood without remorse,
And so I said, "The mountain glen I've ta'en at Outlard Hollow
I'll seek next morning early And placed my true love's clay-cold corpse
And join the brave United Men!" Where I full soon will follow;
While soft winds shook the barley. And round her grave I wander drear,
While sad I kissed away her tears, Noon, night and morning early,
My fond arms 'round her flinging, With breaking heart whene'er I hear
The foeman's shot burst on our ears, The wind that shakes the barley!
From out the wildwood ringing, -
A bullet pierced my true love's side,
Free State and the Republic

The ideal Ireland that we would have, the Ireland


that we dreamed of, would be the home of a
people who valued material wealth only as a basis
for right living, of a people who, satisfied with
frugal comfort, devoted their leisure to the things
of the spirit – a land whose countryside would be Eamon de Valera
bright with cosy homesteads, whose fields and
villages would be joyous with the sounds of Celtic Tiger
industry, with the romping of sturdy children, the
contest of athletic youths and the laughter of
happy maidens, whose firesides would be forums
for the wisdom of serene old age. The home, in
short, of a people living the life that God desires
that men should live.
1937 Constitution/de Valera’s Constitution

Article 44.1:
The State acknowledges that the homage of public worship is due to Almighty
God. It shall hold His Name in reverence, and shall respect and honour religion.
Article 44.1.2:
The State recognises the special position of the Holy Catholic Apostolic and
Roman Church as the guardian of the Faith professed by the great majority of
the citizens.
Article 41.2:
1° [...] the State recognises that by her life within the home, woman gives to the
State a support without which the common good cannot be achieved.
2° The State shall, therefore, endeavour to ensure that mothers shall not be
obliged by economic necessity to engage in labour to the neglect of their duties
in the home
Article 41.1.1:
"recognises the Family as the natural primary and fundamental unit group of Society,
and as a moral institution possessing inalienable and imprescriptible rights,
antecedent and superior to all positive law„

Article 41.3.1:
"[t]he State pledges itself to guard with special care the institution of Marriage, on
which the Family is founded".
The swinging 60s
John Montague, ”The Siege of Mullingar,” 1963
At the Fleadh Cheoil in Mullingar
There were two sounds, the breaking
Of glass, and the background pulse
Of music. Young girls roamed
The streets with eager faces
Shoving for men. Bottles in
Hand, they rowed out a song:
Puritan Ireland’s dead and gone,
A myth of O’Connor and O’Faolain.

In the early morning the lovers


Lay on both sides of the canal
Listening on sony transistors
To the agony of Pope John.
Yet it didn’t seem strange, or blasphemous,
This ground bass of death and
Resurrection, as we strolled along:
Puritan Ireland’s dead and gone,
A myth of O’Connor and O’Faolain.
The culture that was produced by a nationalist ideology,
Gaelic revivalism and religious devotion, “with its contempt for
cities, had nothing with which to absorb the new urban Ireland
that began to develop from the late 1960s onwards. It had no
great over-arching myth into which the children of the
suburbs, fed on sex and drugs and rock and roll, might be
absorbed”
Fintan O’Toole
Northern Ireland – The Troubles
Bombings and hunger strikes
HUNGER STRIKES ON THE SCREEN
CULTURE VS. CONFLICT
Mummers’ plays
The peace proces – the Good Friday Agreement, 1998

2005 – IRA officially


disarms

2007 – British Army


withdraws from
Northern Ireland
Belfast today – the Parades
Murals – Shankill Rd.
Murals – the Falls
Mary Robinson – the the first woman elected President of Ireland (1990)

I want this Presidency to promote the telling of stories — stories


of celebration through the arts and stories of conscience and of
social justice. As a woman, I want women who have felt
themselves outside history to be written back into history, in the
words of Eavan Boland, “finding a voice where they found a
vision.”
May God direct me so that my Presidency is one of justice, peace
and love. May I have the fortune to preside over an Ireland at a
time of exciting transformation when we enter a new Europe
where old wounds can be healed, a time when, in the words of
Seamus Heaney, “hope and history rhyme.” May it be a
Presidency where I the President can sing to you, citizens of
Ireland, the joyous refrain of the 14th-century Irish poet as
recalled by W.B.Yeats: “I am of Ireland ... come dance with me in
Ireland.”
Eamon de Valera

The Ireland that we dreamed of – full of ”comely


maidens dancing at the crossroads and the
laughter of athletic youths"

Article 41.2.1 of the Irish Constitution of 1937:


“In particular, the State recognises that by her life
within the home, woman gives to the State a support
without which the common good cannot be achieved”

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