It Is Not Always Them That Has

As To The Old History Of Ireland, The First Man Ever Died In Ireland Was Partholan, And He Is Buried, And His Greyhound Along With Him, At Some Place In Kerry.

There Is Lasting Kindness In Heaven When No Kindness Is Found Upon Earth.

The Time The Moon Is Going Back, The Blood That Is In A Person Does Be Weakening, But When The Moon Is Strong, The Blood That Moves Strong In The Same Way. And It To Be At The Full, It Drags The Wits Along With It, The Same As It Drags The Tide.

Well, There's No One At All, They Do Be Saying, But Is Deserving Of Some Punishment From The Very Minute Of His Birth.

The First Play I Wrote Was Called 'twenty-five.' It Was Played By Our Company In Dublin And London, And Was Adapted And Translated Into Irish And Played In America.