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| − | Tabhair dom Fuaim do mo spiorad Sirona
| + | "Deus ex machina", pronounced "DAY-us Eks MAH-kih-nuh,"<ref>http://www.m-w.com</ref> is a device in drama or fiction to suddenly introduce a character or event which provides a contrived solution to an otherwise unsolvable problem. Often the "deus ex machina" appears in a chaotic situation and then restores calm and order. |
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| − | Tabhair dom leigheas do mo spiorad, do mo chroí
| + | The term translates from the Latin as "god from a machine", a reference to ancient Greek theater, where an actor (a god) would descend from the skies (the top of the theatre) sitting on a device operated by a crude machine. The Greek playwright [[Euripides]] (484-406 B.C.) made frequent use of this literary device. A good example is his play Orestes, in which the sun god Apollo prevents the main character [[Orestes]] from killing Hermione, the daughter of his enemy, King [[Menelaus]]. In contemporary usage, the term can refer to any plot device which appears at the end, and serves no function other than to conclude the story. |
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| − | Tabhair dom Fuaim do mo spiorad mo chara
| + | It is frequently criticized as an example of poor writing, and as an unimaginative ending; a "cop-out" which allows the author to conclude his work without having to work the various elements of the plot through to their natural conclusion. A well-known example of the Deus ex machina ending is "and then I woke up", a frequent ending in stories written by children. Another good example is the ending of the movie Return of the King. In the movie, Frodo and Sam are rescued from Mount Doom by eagles. |
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| − | Deisiúcháin ceoil i mo anam i mo chroi
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| − | Running on down
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| − | The water in the well
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| − | Running on down, pebbles in the river now
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| − | Oh won’t you heal me with your hands, Sirona
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| − | Oh won’t you fill my heart with sound
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| − | Come pour your love across this land, Sirona
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| − | Your voice so beautiful resounds
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| − | Let the water flow...
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| − | Oh come and heal us too
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| − | We never could find you
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| − | Oh come and heal us too
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| − | We never could find you
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| − | No...
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| − | And still we search
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| − | Through endless time
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| − | Never to bathe in flowing shrines
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| − | Oh won’t you heal me with your hands, Sirona
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| − | Come pour your love across this land, Sirona
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| − | Your voice so beautiful resounds
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