News 13. 3. 2021
Irish blessings, proverbs, and toasts to share on St. Patrick’s Day
These funny and meaningful St. Patrick’s Day blessings and sayings will round out your March 17 celebrations. Fun and memorable Irish blessings to use all year round, but especially on March 17! In celebration of St. Patrick’s Day, we have compiled some of our favorite St. Paddy’s Day sayings, blessings, quotes, toasts, and greetings. The origin of these inspiring and sometimes funny St. Patrick’s Day sayings spans from memorable Irish writers to traditional St. Patrick’s Day expressions.
Here’s to you, your friends and family, may the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you!
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 there always be work for your hands to do,May your purse always hold a coin or two.May the sun always shine warm on your windowpane,May a 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 those who love us love us.And those that don’t love us,May God turn their hearts.And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,May he turn their ankles,So we’ll know them by their limping.
The reason the Irish are always fighting each otherIs they have no other worthy opponents.
May you live as long as you want,And never want as long as you live.
May peace and plenty be the first To lift the latch on your door
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 a fellow who smilesWhen life runs along like a song.And here’s to the lad who can smileWhen everything goes dead wrong.
May the strength of three be in your journey.
May the Good Lord take a liking to you,… but not too soon!
An old Irish recipe for longevity:Leave the table hungry.Leave the bed sleepy.Leave the bar thirsty.
Always remember to forgetThe things that made you sad.But never forget to remember
As you slide down the banister of life,May the splinters never point the wrong way.
Always remember to forgetThe troubles that passed away.But never forget to rememberThe blessings that come each day.
If you’re lucky enough to be Irish…You’re lucky enough!
Tis better to buy a small bouquetAnd give to your friend this very day,Than a bushel of roses white and redTo lay on his coffin after he’s dead.
Now sweetly lies old Ireland Emerald green beyond the foam.
May the blessings of each dayBe the blessings you need most.
Life is like a cup of tea,it’s all in how you make it!
We cannot share this sorrowIf we haven’t grieved a while.Nor can we feel another’s joyUntil we’ve learned to smile.
I complained that I had no shoesUntil I met a man who had no feet.
St. Patrick was a gentlemanWho through strategy and stealthDrove all the snakes from Ireland.Here’s toasting to his health.But not too many toastingsLest you lose yourself and thenForget the good St. PatrickAnd see all those snakes again.
May the enemies of Ireland never meet a friend.
Do not resent growing old. Many are denied the privilege.
For the test of the heart is troubleAnd it always comes with years.And the smile that is worth the praises of earthIs the smile that shines through the tears.
What is Irish diplomacy?It’s the ability to tell a man to go to hell,So that he will look forward to making the trip.
An Irish method for tackling problems:There comes a time when you must take the bullBy the tail and face the situation squarely.
„There are only two kinds of people in the world, The Irish and those who wish they were.
May the leprechauns be near you,To spread luck along your way.And may all the Irish angels,Smile upon you St. Patrick’s Day.
May the joys of todayBe those of tomorrow.The goblets of lifeHold no dregs of sorrow.
May the saddest day of your future be no worseThan the happiest day of your past.
Health and a long life to you.Land without rent to you.A child every year to you.And if you can’t go to heaven,May you at least die in Ireland.
May you have:No frost on your spuds,No worms on your cabbage.May your goat give plenty of milk.And if you inherit a donkey,May she be in foal.
May you live long, Die happy, And rate a mansion in heaven.
May the road rise to meet you.May the wind be always at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face.And rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
May the luck of the Irish possess you.May the devil fly off with your worries.May God bless you forever and ever.
Ireland, sir, for good or evil,No other place under Heaven.And no man can touch its sodOr breathe its air without becomingBetter or worse.
There are only two kinds of people in the world, The IrishAnd those who wish they were.
You’re not as young as you used to be.But…You’re not as old as you’re going to be.So watch it!
Do not resent growing old.Many are denied the privilege.
May the Lord keep you in His handAnd never close His fist too tight.
Murphy’s Law:Nothing is as easy as it looks.Everything takes longer than you expect.And if anything can go wrong,It will at the worst possible moment.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
Here’s to you and yoursAnd to mine and ours.And if mine and oursEver come across to you and yours,I hope you and yours will doAs much for mine and oursAs mine and ours have doneFor you and yours!
May the most you wish forBe the least you get.
May the luck of the IrishLead to happiest heightsAnd the highway you travelBe lined with green lights.
Grant me a sense of humor, Lord,The saving grace to see a joke,To win some happiness from life,And pass it on to other folk.
May you have: No frost on your spuds.
Ireland, it’s the one place on earthThat heaven has kissedWith melody, mirth,And meadow and mist.
May your troubles be lessAnd your blessings be more.And nothing but happinessCome through your door.
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 year long.
For each petal on the shamrockThis brings a wish your wayGood health, good luck, and happinessFor today and every day.
Health and a long life to you. Land without rent to you.
May your heart be warm and happyWith the lilt of Irish laughterEvery day in every wayAnd forever and ever after.
Now sweetly lies old IrelandEmerald green beyond the foam,Awakening sweet memories,Calling the heart back home.
May the blessings of light be upon you,Light without and light within.And in all your comings and goings,May you ever have a kindly greetingFrom them you meet along the road.
Wherever you go and whatever you do,May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
May you be poor in misfortune,Rich in blessings,Slow to make enemies,And quick to make friends.But rich or poor, quick or slow,May you know nothing but happinessFrom this day forward.
Like the goodness of the five loaves and two fishes,Which God divided among the five thousand men,May the blessing of the King who so dividedBe upon our share of this common meal.
May you have food and raiment,A soft pillow for your head,May you be forty years in heavenBefore the devil knows you’re dead.
The health of all Irelandand of County Mayo,And when that much is dead,may we still be on the go.
An old Irish recipe for longevity… Leave the bar thirsty.
Your health one and all,from one wall to the other,And you outside therespeak up, brother!
May brooks and trees and singing hillsJoin in the chorus, too.And every gentle wind that blowsSend happiness to you.
May the strength of three be in your journey.
May peace and plenty be the firstTo lift the latch on your door,And happiness be guided to your homeBy the candle of Christmas.
Here’s to a fellow who smiles, When life runs along like a song.
May your right hand alwaysBe stretched out in friendshipAnd never in want.
May there be a generation of childrenOn the children of your children.
May you live all the days of your life.– Jonathan Swift
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 the Good Lord take a liking to you… but not too soon!
Here’s that we may always haveA clean shirtA clean conscienceAnd a punt in our pocket.
May I see you grayAnd combing your grandchildren’s hair.
Ireland, sir, for good or evil, No other place under Heaven.
May your neighbors respect you,Trouble neglect you,The angels protect you,And heaven accept you.
Mothers [fathers] hold their children’s hands for just a little while…And their hearts forever.
„It is better to spend money like there’s no tomorrowthan to spend tonight like there’s no money.“- P.J. O’Rourke
Here’s to a long life and a merry one.A quick death and an easy one.A pretty girl and an honest one.A cold beer-and another one!
Here’s health to your enemies‘ enemies!
May you have the hindsight to know where you’ve beenthe foresight to know where you’re goingand the insight to know when you’re going too far.
Health and a long life to you.Land without rent to you.A child every year to you.And if you can’t go to heaven,May you at least die in Ireland.
May the wind always be at your back.
Bless you and yoursAs well as the cottage you live in.May the roof overhead be well thatchedAnd those inside be well matched.
Here’s to you, as good as you are.Here’s to me as bad as I am.As good as you are and as bad as I am,I’m as good as you are, as bad as I am.
May you have warm words on a cold evening,a full moon on a dark night,and a smooth road all the way to your door.
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 happinessfrom this day forward.
May I see you gray, And combing your grandchildren’s hair.
Bottoms up or bottoms down,Either way no one will frown.- Mike Anderson
May you have warm words on a cold evening.
May the leprechauns dance over your bed and bring you sweet dreams.
Experience is the comb that life gives a bald man.
Here’s to you and here’s to me.May we never disagree.But should we start to fight and ‚cuss,Here’s to me.– Frank Masterson
Every man is sociable until a cow invades his garden.
Here’s to it and for it and do it again.For those that get to itAnd refuse to do it,May never get to itTo do it again.
There are good ships and there are wood ships,the ships that sail the sea.But the best ships are friendships,and may they always be.
Good health, good life, good beer!– Ed Quigley
May the most you wish for is the least you get!– Jay O Brain
Here’s to our wives,and here’s to our sweethearts,may the two never meet!
Every man is sociable until a cow invades his garden.
May you always have money in your pocketa woman to loveand a smile on your face.
May those who love us, love us.And those that don’t love us,May God turn their hearts.And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,May he turn their ankles.So we’ll know them by their limping.
Good health, good life, good beer!
May you have length with your days,and strength with your step,and may each season have a reasonto celebrate your faith in mankind!
To live above with the Saints we love,Ah, that is the purest glory.To live below with the Saints we know,Ah, that is another story.
Always remember that hindsight is the best insight to foresight.
May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty!
May all your troubles be little onesand all your little ones be trouble free.
The words that I’ve said I meant when I spokeand remember my words of wisdomfeck’em if you can’t take a joke.- Brian O’Toole
Perfection is something that cannot be achieved,it is something that we strive for.- Jara McKee
Here’s to Hell!May the stay there be as fun as the way there!
Kenneth Haynes@IrishCentral
Václav Bernard
