Faoi Dheireadh Thiar (tuilleadh)
At Long Last (continued)

• JACKIE: Hello? Duirt mé leat gan glaoch orm ar an bhfón
  seo, ‘Tommy … Níl mé ag iarraidh labhairt le [d.l. 30] duine ar bith faoi láthair … No, Tommy.
  Níl sé d’am agam … Níl anseo ach mé fhéin agus ar Matrún … Ach ní féidir liom. No, Níl mé as
  iarraidh aon bhronntanas. . . Ní dhearna tú tada orm. Tá muid sách fada ag dul amach le chéile.
  Ta mé ag iarraidh briseadh faoi láthair
  . Níl tada le plé, Tommy … Bhuel biodh a fhios agat anois é… No, a dúirt mé… Orm fhéin atá
  an locht. Tá mé ag iarraidh a bheith asam fhéin faoi láthair … No, Tommy, Níl mé ag iarraidh
  thú a fheiceail agus sin sin (Cloiseann MAIRIN na cúpla focal deiridh agus í ar a bealach ar ais
  le tae.)
  
  

  JACKIE: Hello? I told you not to call me on this phone. I don’t want to talk to anyone at present… No Tommy. I don’t have time … Only me and the matron are here now … But I can’t … No, I don’t want any present … You didn’t do anything to me. We’ve been going out together for quite some time. I’m trying to break up right now … There’s nothing to discuss, Tommy … Well, now you know it …. No, I said … It’s my own fault … I’m trying to be myself right now … No, Tommy, I don’t want to see you and that’s that. (MAIRIN hears the last few words as she is on her way back with tea.

• MÁIRÍN: ’Bhfuil tu ceart go leor, a Jackie?
  JACKIE: Tá. Yeah.
  MARIN: Meall leat a chodladh i arist, maith an bhean.
  JACKIE: Come on, Sally. (Ag imeacht.)
  SALLY: I have fallen in love with Coilmin.
  COILMIN: Up our that! Dar fia tá blaze uirthi sin ag imeacht.
  MAIRIN: Ná tarraing ort i nó céasfaidh sí thú.
  COILMIN: M’anam go mbainfeadh duine rattle fós aisti
  MAIRIN: Stop, a bhligeaird.
  COILMIN: Up our that!
  MAIRIN: Codloidh ta go brea ina dhiaidh seo. Anois, a Taimin.
  TAIMÍN: Níl aon chodladh orm.
  MAIRIN: Beidh sé ort nuair a luifeas tú ar an leaba. Ar ndóigh tá chuile dhuine eile imithe a chodladh anois ach a bheirt agaibhse
  [d.l. 31]

  MÁIRÍN: Are you OK, Jackie.?
  JACKIE: Yes, Yeah.
  MAIRIN: You will lure her to sleep again, good woman.
  JACKIE: Come on, Sally. (Leaving.)
  SALLY: I have fallen in love with Coilmin.
  COILMIN: Up our that! By Jove! There’s a blaze going on there.
  MAIRIN: Don’t pull her or she will torture you.
  COILMIN: My soul, if someone would still take a rattle from her.
  MAIRIN: Stop, blackguard
  COILMIN: Up our that!
  MAIRIN: You will sleep well after this.
  TAIMÍN: I am not sleepy.
  MAIRIN: It[sleep] will be on you when you lie down on the bed.
  

  Meall	Beguile, charm; entice; Delude, deceive; disappoint
  Dar fia	By Jove! By heaven
  céas	crucify, torment, suffer agony
  tarraing	pull, draw
  bligeard	Blackguard	m

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Faoi Dheireadh Thiar (tuilleadh)
At Long Last (continued)

• COILMIN: Ara, bionn a muintir isteach is amach le parcels mhóra ag cuid acu sin is gan ag an gcuid eile againn ach ag diúl a gcuid méarachaí.
  MAIRIN: Luigh ar an leaba anois is bí ag ligean do scith. Tá lá mór amáireach romhainn.
  COILMIN: Óra, mallacht Dé uirthi mar leaba. Nach inti sin a chaillfear muid.
  MAIRIN: Gabh i leith uait, a Taimín. Cuirfidh mise a chodladh thú.
  TAIMIN: ‘Bhfuil sé chomh fada sin sa lá?
  MAIRIN: Ní thiocfaidh Santy Claus mara dtiocfaidh tú a chodladh luath.
  TAIMIN: Níl. Níl. Níl mé ag dul ag corraí as seo nó go dtiocfaidh fear an phosta.
  COILMIN: M’anam muise go mbeidh do thóin leathnaithe go maith ag fanacht, nó go dtiocfaidh scolb ar uibheachaí glugair.
  MAIRIN: All right mar sin, a Taimin. Déanfaidh mé hot whiskey dhuit ós í an Nollaig í.
  COILMIN: Anois tá tú ag caint! Fuisce ar a aghaidh a ólfas mise.
  MAIRIN: Fainic an mbeadh aon chúthaileacht ort dhá iarraidh.
  Comin: Níl, ach go raibh leisce orm a rá leat an ghloine a lionadh go barr.
  MARIN: Bhuel, mhairfeá san áit a gcaillfí daoine eile.
  COILMIN: Up our that. Is í an Nollaig í, Nach í, a Taimin?
  TAIMIN: Is í faraor.
  MAIRIN:A, ná bí bronach, a Taimín. Bain sásamh as an Nollaig agus grá mo chroí thú. [d.l. 23]

  COILMIN: Alas, their people come in and out with their large parcels, while the rest of us just suck their fingers.
  MAIRIN: Now lie on the bed and take a rest. We have a big day before us tomorrow.
  COILMIN: Oh, God’s curse on her for a bed. Isn’t in there we will be lost.
  MAIRIN: Come hither, Taimin. I will put you to sleep.
  TAIMIN: Is it that late in the day?
  MAIRIN: Santa Claus will not come if you do not go to bed early.
  TAIMIN: No. No. I’m not going to move from here until the postman comes.
  COILMIN: My soul indeed your butt will expanded in waiting, until that addled eggs will hatch.
  MAIRIN: All right therefore, Taimin. I’ll make hot whiskey for you since it’s Christmas.
  COILMIN: Now you are talking! I will drink whiskey in his face
  MAIRIN: Beware of any shyness about asking for two.
  Coilmin: No, but I was too shy to tell you to fill the glass to the top.
  MAiRIN: Well, you would live in the place where others would be lost.
  COILMIN: Up our that. It’s Christmas. Isn’t it, Taimin?
  TAIMIN: It is, alas.
  MAIRIN: Oh, don’t be sad, Taimin. Enjoy your Christmas and love of my heart for you.

  diúl	sucking, suck	m, v
  scíth	Tiredness, fatigue; rest	f
  mara = mura	if not, unless
  corraí	Movement; stir, excitement	m
  leathnaigh	widen, extend
  scolb	indentation, scallop; notch; splinter; Nick; crack, chip; Lean wiry person; strapping fellow.	m
  ubh	egg	f pl uibheacha
  cúthaileacht	Shyness; diffidence	f
  leisce	Laziness, sloth; Shyness, embarrassment	f
  faraor	alas
  sásamh	Satisfaction; Gratification, pleasure	m

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Faoi Dheireadh Thiar (tuilleadh)
At Long Last (continued)

• TAIMÍN: (go hardghlórach): Fón, fón, fón. Haigh, fón!
  COILMÍN: Suigh síos, nach gcloisfidh siad fhéin é.
  TAIMÍN: Ar ndóigh ar fhaitios nach gcloisfeadh. Fón Nurse. Fón. Fón! (Tagann JACKIE isteach.) Fón fón, fón!
  JACKIE: Ceart go leor, a Taimin. Tá mé dhá fhreagairt anois. [dhá is Connemara dialect]
  COILMÍN: Ach cén sort dáir a bhuaileas chor ar bith thú nuair a thosaíos an fón sin?
  JACKIE: Áras na nAosach, hello. INo. Jackie… Bhuel tá an Matrun cruógach faoi lathair. An féidir liom teachtaireacht a thógail? … Cé atá ag caint? . . . Fan nóiméad amháin mar sin is gheobhaidh mé dhuit í. ‘Mhairin?
  MÁIRÍN: (ón taobh amuigh): Céard?
  JACKIE: Tá tú ag teastail ar an bhfon. Coinnigh an line nóiméad amháin le do thoil.
  (Cuireann MAIRIN a cloigeann isteach ar stáitse.)
  MÁIRÍN: Tóg teachtaireacht, a Jackie, is cuirfidh mé glaoch ar ais nuair atá siad curtha a chodladh.
  
  JACKIE: (ag clúdach an fhóin): Social worker atá ann. Dúirt sí go raibh sé práinneach.
  MÁIRÍN: Oh Lord, cuir thusa Bríd isteach sa leaba mar sin. Tá sí ina sui ar an gcommode.
  JACKIE: O.K.
  MÁIRÍN: Hello? Oh hello Nancy. Happy Christmas, a leana… Is fíor dhuit, ach an oiread le mo jab fhéin. Is deacair do social worker sásamh a bhaint as an Nollaig … Emergency? Dia linn. Céard atá ag cur as dhuit?
  [d.l. 16]
  

  TAIMÏN: (Loudly) Phone, phone, phone. Hi, phone.

  COILMÍN: Sit down, they won’t hear it themselves
  TAIMÍN: Of course for fear they would not hear. Phone Nurse. Phone. Phone! (JACKIE comes in) Phone phone, phone!
  JACKIE: All right, Taimín. I am answering now.
  COILMÍN: But what sort of frenzy hits you at all when that phone starts up?
  JACKIE: House of the Aged, hello. No. Jackie… Well, the matron is busy at present. Can I take a message? … Who is speaking? … So wait a minute and I’ll get her for you. Maureen?
  MÁIRÍN: (from outside): What?
  JACKIE: You are wanted on the phone. Please hold the line for a minute.
  (MAIRIN puts her head in on stage.)
  MÁIRÍN: Take a message, Jackie, and I’ll call back when they’ve been put to bed.
  
  JACKIE: (covering the phone) It is a social worker. She said it was urgent.
  MÁIRÍN: Oh Lord, you put Bríd to bed then. She is sitting on the commode.
  JACKIE: O.K.
  MÁIRÍN: Hello? Oh hello Nancy. Happy Christmas, child[???]… It is true for you, but as much for my own job. It is hard for a social worker to enjoy Christmas… Emergency? God with us. What is bothering you?

  freagairt	Answering, answer	f
  Áras	Habitation, abode; House, building; vessel	m
  cruógach	Pressing, urgent; busy
  práinneach	Urgent, exigent; pressing, pressed
  leanbh	child	m
  sásamh	Satisfaction; Gratification, pleasure	m
  cuir as	Put out of; deprive; …; disconcert, bother

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Faoi Dheireadh Thiar

At Long Last

• Pearsana

  
  TAIMÍN CHUALÁIN: Fear ciúin, deabhóideach nach bhfuil amharc na súl aige.
  COILMÍN AN BHREATHNAIGH: Fear a d’ol gach a raibh ag gabháil leis.
  
  MEAIG LOIDEAIN: Bean théagartha atá taghdach agus ceanndána.
  DARACH LOIDEAIN: Mac Mheaig. Tamall caite i Sasana aige.
  MÁIRÍN: An matran. Dea-chroíoch agus cineálta.
  JACKIE: Banaltra óg ghealgháireach.
  SALLY: I Sasana i gcaitheamh a saoil, a meabhair caillte aici.
  

  TAIMÍN CHUALÁIN: A quiet, devout man who doesn’t see well.
  COILMÍN AN BHREATHNAIGH: A man who drank everything he could take.
  MEAIG LOIDEAIN: A stout woman, impulsive and stubborn.
  DARACH LOIDEAIN: Meg’s son. He has spent some time in England.
  MÁIRÍN: The matron. Good-hearted and kind.
  JACKIE: A cheerful young nurse.
  SALLY: Spending her life in England. Lost her mind.

  deabhóideach	Devout, devotional
  amharc	Sight; Faculty of sight, vision
  breathnaigh	Observe, examine
  téagartha	Substantial, stout, bulky
  taghdach	Fitful, impulsive, quick-tempered; changeable, capricious
  ceanndána	Headstrong; wilful, stubborn
  dea-chroíoch	Good-hearted, kind-natured.
  cineálta	kind
  gealgháireach	Having pleasant smile; sunny, radiant; cheerful, joyous
  meabhair	mind, memory	f

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Turas go Lár na Cathrach (tuilleadh)

A trip to the Center of the City (continued)

• [Scéal aisteach. Is cosúil gur turas ar LSD é turas go Lár na Cathrach.]

  Sin mar a bhí i dtús ár ngrá — aisling gheal a bhí ann ceart go leor. Ach goilleann sé orm go fóill a bheith ag smaoineamh ar an scéal nó chuaigh ár ngrá in éag; is dócha gur de réir a chéile a thuig mé sin. Bhí a fhios agam ar feadh tamaill gurbh fhearr liom gan í a fheiceáil ag an stop, ach ní admhóinn dom féin go raibh a fhios sin agam. D’éirigh mé tuirseach den dóigh a raibh ár gcumann ag dul ar aghaidh agus bheartaigh mé deireadh a chur leis. Scríobhfainn litir chuici agus dá dtiocfadh sí isteach sa bhus arís, bhéarfainn di í. Ní raibh de pháipéar agam ach an dréacht de mo thráchtas a bhí agam nuair a tháinig mé ar bord. Bhí sé ar an urlár faoi mo chosa — ní raibh sé de dhánacht ionam amharc síos air le fada.[…]

  That’s how it was at the beginning of love — it was a bright dream all right. but it still pains me to think about the story or our love expiring; I probably realized that gradually. I’d known for a while that I’d prefer not seeing her at the stop, but I wouldn’t admit to myself that I knew that. I got tired of the way our relationship was going and decided to end it. I would write a letter to her and if she got on the bus again I would give it to her. All I had on paper was the draft of my thesis when I came on board. It was on the floor under my feet — I did not dare to look down on it for a long time.

  goill	Grieve, pain; afflict, distress; vex, hurt	v
  éag	dead; expired
  admhaigh	Acknowledge, Admit
  cumann	Friendship, love; companionship	m
  beartaigh	cast; poise, brandish; Plan, contrive; consider
  dréacht	draft…
  tráchtas	Treatise, dissertation; Thesis	m
  dánacht	Boldness; daring, confidence; forwardness, audacity	f

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Turas go Lár na Cathrach

A trip to the Center of the City

Genitives (such as I could identify — I am sure I missed some) in bold.

• I Ráth Maonais a fuair mé an bus seo, bus a cúig déag A, agus mé ar mo bhealach go lár na cathrach — bhí sé sin tuairim is tri bliana ó shin. Ní cuimhin liom cad é mar a bhí ar dtús. Is dócha: go raibh leabhar liom, mar ba ghnách liom leabhar a léamh i gcónaí ar an bhus.

  In Rathmines I found this bus, bus fifteen A, on my way to the city center – that was about three years ago. I don’t remember how it was at first. Likely I had a book with me, because I used to always read a book on the bus.

  tuairim	opinion; about	f

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Athair (tuilleadh)

Father (continued)

• D’iompaigh sé thart, ionas go raibh a chúl iomlán leis an range. Chrágáil a bhealach i dtreo bhord na cistine. Chroch mias an bhainne lena dhá lámh gur dhoirt braon amach as síos sa jug nó go raibh ar tí cur thar maoil. Bhí a rostaí ar crith, ag an gcritheán a thagadh ina lámha nuair a bhíodh faoi straidhn ar chlaonadh áirithe. Bhí mé buioch nar shlabáil sé aon bhraon den bhainne ar an mbord: mé réidh le glantóir fliuch a fháil le glanadh suas ina dhiaidh dá mba ghá. Bhí sórt náire orm, i mo shuí síos ag breathnú air ag déanamh na hoibre seo—obair ba ghnách liom féin a dhéanamh… […]

  He turned around, so that his back was completely to the range. He walked awkwardly in the direction of the kitchen table. He held the milk dish with both hands until a drop poured out of it down into the jug or was about to overflow. His wrists were trembling, with the trembling that came in his hands when he was under the strain of a certain inclination. I was thankful that he didn’t spill a drop of milk on the table: I was ready to get a wet cleaner to clean up afterwards if necessary. I was kind of ashamed, sitting down and watching him do this work—work that was customary for me to do myself…

  crágáil	Claw, paw; handle roughly or unskilfully; Walk awkwardly; toil along
  mias	Board, slab; table; dish; …	f
  doirt	pour; spill; shed	v
  maoil	rounded summit; hillock, knoll; Bare, bald, top; tip, crown
  cur thar maoil	brimming over, full to overflowing
  tí	Marked line, track	f
  ar tí	on the track of, in pursuit of; on the point of, about to
  rosta	wrist	m pl rostaí
  crith	Tremble, shiver; tremor, shudder; vibration, quiver	m, v
  straidhn	strain	f
  claonadh	Inclination; tendency, trend	m
  slabáil	(Act of) puddling; sloppy work	f
  gnach	Customary, usual; common, ordinary

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Athair

Father

• Cén chaoi a mbeadh a fhios agamsa céard a dhéanfainn—th’éis dom é a inseacht dó—mar nach bhfaca mé m’athair ag caoineadh cheana ariamh. Ariamh! Fiú nuair a maraíodh mo mháthair sa timpiste naoi mí roimhe sin, deoir níor chaoin sé, go bhfios domsa. Táim cinnte nár chaoin mar ba mise a tharraing an drochscéal chuige. Is ba mé freisin a bhí ina fhochair i rith an ama ar fad: lnethanta bacacha úd na sochraide. Níor leagadh aon chúram eile ormsa ach amháin fanacht leis. Ba iad a chuid deartháireacha agus deartháireacha mo mháthar—mo chuid uncaileachaí—a d’iompair an chónra agus a rinne na socruithe sochraide. Ba iad comharsana an bhaile, le treoir ó mo chuid deirfiúracha, a choinnigh stiúir éicint ar chúrsaí timpeall an tí, Sórt tuiscint a bhí ann—cé nár dúradh amach díreach é, gur mise ab fhearr fanacht taobh le m’athair, óir ba mé ab óige: an t-aon duine a bhíodh sa mbaile ó cheann ceann na bliana.

  How would I know what to do — after I had told him—as I had never seen my father cry before. Never! Even when my mother was killed in the accident nine months before, he didn’t cry a tear, as far as I know. I’m sure he didn’t cry because I was the one who brought him the bad news. I was also near him during the whole time: those halting days of the funeral. No other responsibilty was laid upon me except to wait for him. His brothers and my mother’s brothers—my uncles—carried the coffin and made the funeral arrangements. It was the neighbors of the town, with guidance from my sisters, who kept some direction on matters around the house, It was sort of an understanding – although it was not said out loud directly, that I was the best to stay with my father, for I was the youngest: the only person who had been at home from the beginning of the year.

  inseacht = insint	Relation, narration, utterance; version	f
  fochair	Nearness, proximity
  bacach	Lame; Halting, imperfect

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Dineen in Lisdoonvarna (continued)

• Thit tost uirthi agus chuardaigh a súile corp Burr. Bhí sé clúdaithe anois ag ceann de sheolta canbháis stainnín Ghobnait.

  ‘Bhi a fhios agam riamh nach raibh grá buan daingean aige dom. Níor bhain sin lena nádúr. Thuigeas go mbeadh airgead de dhíth air, airgead mór nárbh fhéidir a thuilleamh le scileanna dochtúra, fiú dá mbeidís aige. Thit othar saibhir dá chuid i ngrá leis. Bhí sí cheana féin ar bhruinnibh [dative] an bháis. Mholas do Hildebrandt í a phósadh.’

  ‘Nach mbeifeá féin ag fáil bháis den éad,’ a d’fhiafraigh Gobnait.

  She fell silent and her eyes searched Burr’s body. It was now covered by one of Gobnait’s tin/waxed canvas sails.

  ‘I have always known that he did not have a strong enduring love for me. That was not his nature. You understand he would be in want of money, a lot of money that could not be earned with the skills of a doctor, even if he had them. A wealthy patient of his fell in love with him. She was already on the brink of death. Hildebrandt proposed to marry her.’

  ‘Wouldn’t you yourself be dying from jealousy,’ asked Gobnait.

  buan	Enduring, permanent
  daingean	Fortified, solid; strong, secure

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Dineen in Lisdoonvarna (continued)

• Faoin am seo, bhí an Duinníneach imithe i dtaithí ar thaoide na n-imeachtaí ar an mbaile. Bheadh daoine ag bogadh síos go Teach an Chaidéil Uisce anois, féachaint an mbeadh aithne acu ar éinne den dream úr a bheadh tagtha isteach ar na cóisti. Chruinnigh Burr agus Laetetia chun imeachta. Ní raibh Gobnait fillte ó sheomra na mban. Lig an Duinníneach chun siúil iad agus nuair a bhí an áit socair arís agus an pianódóir ag iarraidh daoine a spreagadh chun válsa a dhéanamh, shuigh sé taobh le hEllie agus an buachaill rua agus lig sé osna.

  By this time, Dineen had become accustomed to the tide of events in the town. People would be moving down to the House of the Water Pump now, to see if they knew any of the new people to came in on the coaches. Burr and Laetetia assembled for departure. Gobnait had not returned from the women’s room. Dineen let them go and when the place was calm again and the pianist was trying to encourage people to waltz, he sat beside to Ellie and the red-headced boy and let out a sigh.

  taithí	Frequentation, resort; Habit; practice, experience
  taoide	tide; time, spell	f
  imeacht	Going, departure; … Course, passage	m
  caidéal	pump	m gs npl caidéil
  dream	Body of people; group, tribe, set; some	m
  cóiste	Coach; carriage	m
  cruinnigh	Gather; Assemble; collect; Draw together
  spreagadh	Urging, incitement; incentive, encouragement; excitation, stimulus	m

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