1. These are a few of my favourite things
Raindrops and roses
And whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favourite things

2. Cream-coloured ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favourite things

3. Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver – white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favourite things

4. I simply remember my favourite things And then I don’t feel so bad
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favourite things
And then I don’t feel so bad

5. And whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens
Raindrops and roses
And whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favourite things

6. Samhradh Samhradh ! Samhradh Samhradh
Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna,
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal,

7. Thugamar féin ón gcoill chraobhaigh
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn
Samhradh buí ó luí na gréine,
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.

8. Bábóg na Bealtaine, maighdean an tSamhraidh,
Suas gach cnoc is síos gach gleann
Cailíní maiseacha bán –gheala glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.

9. Cuileann is coll is trom is caorthann,
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn,
An fuinseog ghléigeal bhéil an Átha,
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.

10. Samhradh, samhradh, bainne na ngamhna,
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.
Samhradh buí na nóinín glégeal,
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn

11. Bábóg na Bealtaine, maighdean an tSamhraidh,
Suas gach cnoc is síos gach gleann
Cailíní maiseacha bán –gheala glégeal
Thugamar féin an samhradh linn.

12. Samhradh, samhradh
Is cé bhainfeadh dínn é?
Samhradh samhradh
Ó luí na gréine .

13. Labhair an Teanga Gaeilge
Ó labhair an teanga Ghaeilge liom,
A chuid mo chroí is a stór,
An teanga a labhair mo mháthair liom,
In Éirinn ghlas fadó.
‘Sí teanga bhinn ár sinsear í,
An chaint is milse glór:
Is bain dem’chroí an brón.

14. Ó labhair an teanga Ghaeilge liom,
‘Sí teanga cheart na nGael:
An teanga bhinn is ársa ‘tá
Lé fail ar fud an tsaoil.
A stór mo chroí is beannacht ort,
A chailin óig gan cháim,
Cá bhfuil sa saol aon teanga mar
Ár dteanga féin le fail ?
Nil fios ce a chum ??????

15. The Old Woman of the Roads by Padraic Colum ( 1881—1972)
O to have a little house!
To own the hearth and stool and all
The heaped –up sods upon the fire,
The pile of turf against the wall!
To have a clock with weights and chains,
And pendulum swinging up and down!
A dresser filled with shining delph,
Speckled with white and blue and brown!

16. I could be busy all the day
Cleaning and sweeping hearth and floor,
And fixing on their shelf again
My white and blue and speckled store!
I could be quiet there at night
Beside the fire and by myself,
Sure of a bed and loath to leave
The ticking clock and the shining delph!

17. Och! but I’m weary of mist and dark,
And roads where there’s never a house or bush,
And tired I am of bog and road,
And the crying wind and the lonesome hush!
And I am praying to God on high,
And I am praying him night and day,
For a little house – a house of my own-
Out of the wind’s and rain’s way.