Chess is a sea in which a gnat may drink, and an elephant may bathe.
Unknown proverb, variously attributed
Chess, like love, like music, has the power to make men happy.
Siegbert Tarrasch
Archive for the ‘Empyrian Forge’ Tag
Standing By the Sea
Pausing to Refresh
You have to take some time to enjoy the day when you get the opportunity, and so Diana and I are pausing in our shopping to get some iced tea. (I guess it’s iced; that’s the only reason for the glasses. Perhaps they’re just using the teapot to carry the tea.)
Read the rest of this entry »Téir abhaile riú
Read the rest of this entry »Look how the light of the town
the lights of the town are shining now
Tonight I’ll be dancing around
I’m off on the road to Galway nowLook how she’s off on the town
She’s off on a search for sailors though
There’s fine fellas here to be found
She’s never been one to stay at homeHome you’ll go and it’s there you’ll stay
And you’ve work to do in the morning
Give up your dream of going away
Forget your sailors in GalwayTéir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mháire
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta1
The Lamp of Life
Read the rest of this entry »Always we are following a light,
Always the light recedes; with groping hands
We stretch toward this glory, while the lands
We journey through are hidden from our sight
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