Posted on 06/17/2009 4:22:38 PM PDT by SunkenCiv
Ireland has a very high level of prehistoric gold objects especially from the early Bronze Age (2400-1800BC) when large quantities of it was used by skilled craftsmen. They turned out beautiful objects such as the gold collars or lunula similar to the one which turned up recently following a robbery in Co Roscommon. This led to speculation for centuries about the source of so much easily available gold and a belief there had to be lots of gold available locally to the craftsmen. Now archaeologists and geologists believe they have found that source, following a 14-year study which used not only the most modern scientific equipment but also involved the teams using primitive gold-mining methods... the scientists used X-ray fluorescence spectrometry to look at the silver content of prehistoric Irish gold in more than 400 objects. As that work was going on, others were literally out panning for gold in Irish rivers, walking the mountains looking for gold in the hills and extracting gold from rocks by fire, as prehistoric people would have done... The scientific work found the average silver content of gold in the early Bronze Age ornaments was 10 per cent and this matched perfectly the profile of gold taken from the river Bann and its tributaries but not that of gold taken from other Irish sources.
(Excerpt) Read more at irishtimes.com ...
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there’s gold in Ireland? seriously?
Everyone knows gold comes from leprechauns.
Mourne Mountains, Northern Ireland
I thought so!
At least, when I asked them, that's what I was told
So I just took a hand at this diggin’ for gold
But for all that I've found there I might as well be
In the place where the dark mournes sweep down to the sea
There's beautiful girls here, oh never you mind
Beautiful shapes, nature never designed
Lovely complexions of roses and cream.
But let me remark with regard to the same
That if at that those roses you venture to sip
The colours might all come away on your lips
So I'll wait for the wild roses waitin’ for me
In the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.
You remember young Davey McClarin of course
Well sure, now, he's ‘round here with the rest of the force
I saw him one day as I was crossing the strand
and he stopped the whole street with a wave of his hand
And as we stood talking of days that are gone
the whole town of London stood there to look on
But for all his great powers, he's wishful like me
to be back where the dark mournes sweep down to the sea
But for all his great powers he's wishful like me
to be back where the dark mournes sweep down to the sea
You beat me to it Apple.
Was about to post some lyrics myself
GOOD JOB!
JJ61
Large cache of gold bars found in Philippines. As for me, I just hunt antique bottles with this equipment.
http://accuratelocators.com/index.html
outhousepatrol
“I remember, while writing, one wish you request’,
as to how the fine ladies in London were dressed.
Well if you’d believe me, when asked to a ball,
they don't wear no tops to their dresses at all.
I've seen them myself and you could not in truth,
tell if they were bound for a ball or a bath;
don't be started those fashions now Mary Macree,
in the place where the Dark Mournes sweep down to the sea.”
Nice equipment, but too rich for my blood!
If it wasn’t lined with brick, and next to (now dry) creek, I would figure we had a filled in outhouse behind the downstairs bedroom...built turn of the century & a commercial fruit farm at that time. I assume it was a dug well.
On our east 160, we also have a fallen in multi-room log house, from Model-T times: narrow, hand-laid rock ledges up the creek bed to form a road; scattered car parts; caved in buried stable room, with a ?? room behind it; a rock mounded probable grave with lilac bushes at each end. Remain of an outhouse fallen down the hillside near a parking terrace. A rock lined small-bore hole (well?) in the creekbed, near a largish natural rock shelter. No one locally seems to know anything about it.
On the adjoining Forest Service land, more building remains along a dirt road, next to a reliable spring.
When we bought this place, it had been abandoned for about 25 years; the basement shelves had dozens of quarts of home-canned corn labeled “1972”...Botulism In A Bottle my wife called it. The jars are washed & stored; the contents went down the much more modern 2-holer with a concrete foundation & floor.
LOL! I don’t believe I’ve ever seen or heard that verse before.
Best version I've of heard of this standard.
My Irish roots are showing.
JJ61
The only Irish roots I have are 350 tater plants in the garden...and the ones holding me wife’s hair to her head. ;-)
After continuously singing the song in my head;
I remembered, in the first line, the word is
“expressed” and not “request’”.
If I go and open a drink now, I’ll be singing this
tune all night long. LOL
JJ61
My maters and pepper have been slow, but lettuce and
peas are loving it.
JJ61
Sounds like here, but add beets and carrots to the ‘loving it’ mix. Corn is so-so, dspite being pounded by hail last week.
this is a great version.
JJ61
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