There's a dear little plant that grows on our Isle
'Twas Saint Patrick himself sure that set it,
And the sun on his labor with pleasure did smile,
And a t ear from his eyes oft-times wet it.
It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the mireland,
And they call it the dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
-Unknown
May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.
-Irish Toast
The extras in the the battle scenes in the movie Braveheart were reserves in the Irish army.