This is an Irish poem written in the 9th century. It is included in a book called "How the Irish Saved Civilization" by Thomas Cahill. The author gives an account of how Irish monks, scholars, and saints devoted their lives to copying religious and classical texts during the Dark Ages. He said that this is "perhaps the clearest picture we possess of what is was like to be a scribal scholar." (And also what is what like to have a cat there with you, too.)
--PANGUR BAN MY CAT AND I
I and Pangur Ban my cat,
'Tis a like task we are at;
Hunting mice is his delight,
Hunting words I sit all night.
'Tis a merry thing to see
At our tasks how glad are we...
When at home we sit and find
Entertainment to our mind...
So in peace our tasks we ply,
Pangur Ban my cat and I;
In our arts we find our bliss,
I have mine and he has his.
--PANGUR BAN MY CAT AND I
I and Pangur Ban my cat,
'Tis a like task we are at;
Hunting mice is his delight,
Hunting words I sit all night.
'Tis a merry thing to see
At our tasks how glad are we...
When at home we sit and find
Entertainment to our mind...
So in peace our tasks we ply,
Pangur Ban my cat and I;
In our arts we find our bliss,
I have mine and he has his.
Love that poem
Date: Nov. 7th, 2002 02:57 am (UTC)From:I consider myself a scribe at times; Calligraphy, illumination, and painting are all hobbies I've on and off danced with.
Best wishes to you and your kin,
Amalthea
Re: Love that poem
Date: Nov. 7th, 2002 07:37 am (UTC)From: