Is cuma le fear na mbróg cá leagann sé a chos.
The man with the boots does not mind where he places his foot. |
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I gliobach í an chearc go dtógann sí a hál.
The hen has ruffled feathers until she rears her brood. |
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Giorraíonn beirt bóthar.
Two shorten the road. |
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Is beo duine gan a chairde ach ní beo duine gan a phíopa.
One may live without one's friends, but not without one's pipe. |
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Is gairid ár gcairt ar an saol seo.
Our lease on life is short. |
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Is glas na cnoic i bhfad uainn.
Distant hills look green. |
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Dearmad bhean an tí ag an gcat.
The cat benefits from the housewifes negligence. |
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An bhean atá dóighiúil is furasta a cóiriú.
A handsome woman is easily dressed. |
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Tús na heagna eagla an Tiarna.
Wisdom begins with the fear of the Lord. |
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Tosach sláinte codladh.
Sleep is the first sign of recovery. |
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Is teann madra ar a thairseacht féin.
Every dog is bold on its own doorstep. |
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Céard a dhéanfadh mac an chait ach luch a mharú?
What would the cat's son do but kill a mouse? |
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Bíonn gach tosach lag.
Every beginning is weak. |
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Déan an fál nó íocfaidh tú foghail.
Make the fence or you will pay for the plunder. |
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Múineann gá seift.
Need teaches a plan. |
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Ní dhéanfach an saol capall rás d'asal.
All the world would not make a racehorse from an ass. |
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Bíonn grásta Dé idir an diallait agus an talamh.
The grace of God is found between the saddle and the ground. |
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Ní bhíonn an rath ach mar a mbíonn an smacht.
There is no luck except where there is discipline. |
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Nollaig bhreá a dhéanann reilig teann.
A fat Christmas makes for a tight graveyard. |
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Ní théann na paidreacha agus na headraí le chéile.
Prayers and idle chatter dont mix. |
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Is fearr glas ná amhras.
A lock is better than suspicion. |
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Meileann muilte Dé go mall ach meileann siad go mín.
The mills of God grind slowly but they grind finely. |
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Bíonn súil le muir ach ní bhíonn súil le tír.
There's hope from the ocean but none from the grave. an emigrant's proverb. |
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Ní heaspa do díth carad.
There is no need like the lack of a friend. |
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Is gaire do bhean leithscéal ná a naprún.
An excuse is nearer to a woman than her apron. |
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An rud a líonas an tsúil líonann sé an croí.
What fills the eye fills the heart. |
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Is í an dias is troime is ísle a chromas a ceann.
It is the heaviest ear of grain that bends its head the lowest. |
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Is maith an scéalaí an aimsir.
Time is a great storyteller. |