a roof for the rain, tea beside the fire,
laughter to cheer you, those you love near you,
and all your heart might desire.
May St. Patrick guard you wherever you go,
and guide you in whatever you do–
and may his loving protection be a blessing to you always.
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields and,
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
May you have love that never ends,
lots of money, and lots of friends.
Health be yours, whatever you do,
and may God send many blessings to you!
May the sun shine, all day long,
everything go right, and nothing wrong.
May those you love bring love back to you,
and may all the wishes you wish come true!
May your feet never sweat,
your neighbor give you ne’re a treat.
When flowers bloom, I hope you’ll not sneeze,
and may you always have someone to sqeeze!
I-rish you a very nice place to live,
I-rish God’s greatest gifts he’ll give.
I-rish you health, and wealth, and more–
I-rish your smilin’ face were at my door!
May you have:
A world of wishes at your command.
God and his angels close to hand.
Friends and family their love impart,
and Irish blessings in your heart!
May you alway walk in sunshine.
May you never want for more.
May Irish angels rest their wings right beside your door.
May God grant you many years to live,
For sure he must be knowing.
The earth has angels all too few.
And heaven is overflowing.
May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been
the foresight to know where you’re going
and the insight to know when you’re going too far.
May God grant you always…
A sunbeam to warm you,
A moonbeam to charm you,
A sheltering angel, so nothing can harm you.
May you have warm words on a cold evening,
a full moon on a dark night,
and the road downhill all the way to your door.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light.
May good luck pursue you each morning and night.
For each petal on the shamrock.
This brings a wish your way
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
May peace and plenty be the first,
To lift the latch to your door.
And happiness be guided to your home,
By the candle of Christmas.
May the embers from the open hearth warm your hands,
May the sun’s rays from the Irish sky warm your face,
May the children’s bright smiles warm your heart,
May the everlasting love I give you warm your soul.
May you always have work for your hands to do.
May your pockets hold always a coin or two.
May the sun shine bright on your windowpane.
May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain.
May the hand of a friend always be near you.
And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you.
May your thoughts be as glad as the shamrocks,
May your heart be as light as a song,
May each day bring you bright, happy hours,
That stay with you all the year long.
Leprechauns, castles, good luck and laughter.
Lullabies, dreams and love ever after.
A thousand welcomes when anyone comes…
That’s the Irish for You!
May the good saints protect you,
And bless you today.
And may troubles ignore you,
Each step of the way.
May joy and peace surround you,
Contentment latch your door,
And happiness be with you now,
And bless you evermore.
May the saint protect ye-
An’ sorrow neglect ye,
An’ bad luck to the one
That doesn’t respect ye
t’ all that belong to ye,
An long life t’ yer honor-
That’s the end of my song t’ ye!
May good luck be your friend
IN whatever you do.
And may trouble be always
A stranger to you.
May your blessings outnumber
The Shamrocks that grow.
And may trouble avoid you
Wherever you go.
These things, I warmly wish for you-
Someone to love, some work to do,
A bit of o’ sun, a bit o’ cheer.
And a guardian angel always near.
Whenever there is happiness
Hope you’ll be there too,
Wherever there are friendly smiles
Hope they’ll smile on you,
Whenever there is sunshine,
Hope it shine especially for you to make each day
for you as bright as it can be.
May your troubles be less,
And your blessing be more.
And nothing but happiness,
Come through your door.
May brooks and trees and singing hills
Join in the chorus too,
And every gentle wind that blows
Send happiness to you.
Lucky stars above you,
Sunshine on your way,
Many friends to love you,
Joy in work and play-
Laughter to outweigh each care,
In your heart a song-
And gladness waiting everywhere
All your whole life long!
When the first light of sun-
When the long day is done-
In your smiles and your tears-
Through each day of your years-
May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow.
May the soft winds freshen your spirit.
May the sunshine brighten your heart
May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you.
And may God enfold you in the mantle of His love.
He who loses money, loses much;
He who loses a friend, loses more;
He who loses faith, loses all.
May you enjoy the four greatest blessings:
Honest work to occupy you.
A hearty appetite to sustain you.
A good woman to love you.
And a wink from the God above.
May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun.
And find your shoulder to light on.
To bring you luck, happiness and riches.
Today, tomorrow and beyond.
May you live a long life
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of you wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.
May the friendships you make,
Be those which endure,
And all of your grey clouds
Be small ones for sure.
And trusting in Him
To Whom we all pray,
May a song fill your heart,
Every step of the way.
AN OLD IRISH WEDDING BLESSING.
May God be with you and bless you.
May you see your children’s children.
May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings.
May you know nothing but happiness.
From this day forward.
I have known many, liked not a few, loved only one, I drink to you.
May you live as long as you want, and never want as long as you live.
May the grass grow long on the road to hell for want of use.
May you live to be a hundred years, with one extra year to repent.
As you slide down the banisters of life may the splinters never point the wrong way.
May your troubles be as few and as far apart as my Grandmothers teeth.
May the roof above us never fall in, and may we friends gathered below never fall out.
May there be a generation of children on the children of your children.
May the Lord keep you in His hand and never close His fist too tight.
May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, The angels protect you, And heaven accept you.
May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light, may good luck pursue you each morning and night.
May the strength of three be in your journey.
In the New Year, may your right hand always be stretched out in friendship and never in want.
Here’s that we may always have a clean shirt, a clean conscience, and a guinea in our pocket.
May I see you grey and combing your children’s hair.
May you die in bed at ninety-five years, shot by a jealous husband(or wife).
May your doctor never earn a dollar out of you and may your heart never give out. May the ten toes of your feet steer you clear of all misfortune, and before you’re much older, may you hear much better toasts than this.
May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve been, the foresight to know where you’re going and the insight to know when you’re going too far.
May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings, slow to make enemies, quick to make friends. But rich or poor, quick or slow, may you know nothing but happiness from this day foward.
May the frost never afflict your spuds. May the outside leaves of your cabbage always be free from worms. May the crow never pick your haystack, and may your donkey always be in foal.
May the sound of happy music, And the lilt of Irish laughter, fill your heart with gladness, that stays forever after.
May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.
May you live long, Die happy, And rate a mansion in heaven.
Beautiful young people are acts of nature, But beautiful old people are works of art.
Here’s to me, and here’s to you,
And here’s to love and laughter-
I’ll be true as long as you,
And not one moment after.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead.
Here’s to you and yours, and to mine and ours.
And if mine and ours ever come across to you and yours,
I hope you and yours will do as much for mine and ours,
As mine and ours have done for you and yours!
When we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
So, let’s all get drunk, and go to heaven!
Here’s to our wives and girlfriends:
May they never meet!
- A drink precedes a story.
Time is a great story teller.
A friend’s eye is a good mirror.
Even a small thorn causes festering.
Good as drink is, it ends in thirst.
It is a long road that has no turning.
As the big hound is, so will the pup be.
A trade not properly learned is an enemy.
Put silk on a goat, and it’s still a goat.
When the liquor was gone the fun was gone.
There is no fireside like your own fireside.
It is not a secret if it is known by three people.
It takes time to build castles. Rome was not built in a day.
The man with the boots does not mind where he places his foot.
If you do not sow in the spring you will not reap in the autumn.
When a twig grows hard it is difficult to twist it. Every beginning is weak.
“St. Patrick’s Day is an enchanted time — a day to begin transforming winter’s dreams into summer’s magic.”~~By Adrienne Cook.~~
“Ireland is rich in literature that understands a soul’s yearnings, and dancing that understands a happy heart.”~~By Margaret Jackson.~~
“Only Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar, and fat.”~~By Alex Levine.~~
“Maybe it’s bred in the bone, but the sound of pipes is a little bit of heaven to some of us.”
~~By Nancy O’Keeefe.~~
“In Ireland the inevitable never happens and the unexpected constantly occurs.”
~~By Sir John Pentland Mahaffy.~~
“There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.”~~By John Millington Synge.~~
There are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head-
If a man doesn’t drink when he’s living,
How the hell can he drink when he’s dead?