Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Major US award for Research Skills online at the University of Limerick
Major US award for Research Skills online at the Glucksman Library, University of Limerick
Monday, March 1, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Thursday, December 10, 2009
EJOLTS - Educational Journal of Living Theories
Educational Journal of Living Theories is
now available at http://www.ejolts.net/current and includes papers from
Croatia, Rwanda, China, Ireland and the UK.
now available at http://www.ejolts.net/current and includes papers from
Croatia, Rwanda, China, Ireland and the UK.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Access to electronic reference resources online for staff and studnents of the University of Limerick
Online reference material for staff and students at the Glucksman Library, University of Limerick
Reference Material
These resources are licensed for the academic use of current UL students, faculty and staff
Encyclopaedia Britannica Academic Edition
Irish Language Dictionary
Resources for College Librarians
Oxford English Dictionary Online
Oxford Reference Online
Access e-resources from home
Example from Oxford English Dictionary - search on bibliometrics (when logged in from home)
bibliometrics, n. pl. (const. as sing.)
The branch of library science concerned with the application of mathematical and statistical analysis to bibliography; the statistical analysis of books, articles, or other publications.
Reference Material
These resources are licensed for the academic use of current UL students, faculty and staff
Encyclopaedia Britannica Academic Edition
Irish Language Dictionary
Resources for College Librarians
Oxford English Dictionary Online
Oxford Reference Online
Access e-resources from home
Example from Oxford English Dictionary - search on bibliometrics (when logged in from home)
bibliometrics, n. pl. (const. as sing.)
The branch of library science concerned with the application of mathematical and statistical analysis to bibliography; the statistical analysis of books, articles, or other publications.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Learning 2.0 with the LNSS project - close of first phase
This first round of web 2.0 has been useful and provided new information for me along with a chance to share experiences and related ideas with other library staff. My skills to find and use new web resource tools have improved.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
CILIP training course - designing and implementing portals dovetails with Library 23 things
Some of us Shannon Consortium Library Staff attended CILIP training on implementing portals with Course Tutor Stephanie Taylor here in UL yesterday. We covered material which overlapped with our 23 things and I have posted some of the links from the day on http://delicious.com/liz.osullivan
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Week 7 of UL Library's 23 things - 28th April 09
Internet.com offers free e-books
Library matters - British Library Secure Electronic Delivery update
(A note from the editor of this page: it will be good when we finish these 23 things and return to the defined framework of sharepoint, sulis or a Claire's cataloguing wiki, so that we can use one type of each web 2.0 "thing" we need in a relevant and focussed setting).
Library matters - British Library Secure Electronic Delivery update
(A note from the editor of this page: it will be good when we finish these 23 things and return to the defined framework of sharepoint, sulis or a Claire's cataloguing wiki, so that we can use one type of each web 2.0 "thing" we need in a relevant and focussed setting).
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Over 16 years Poetry
The Scholar
Summer delights the scholar
With knowledge and reason.
Who is happy in hedgerow
Or meadow as he is?
Paying no dues to the parish,
He argues in logic
And has no care of cattle
But a satchel and stick.
The showery airs grow softer,
He profits from his ploughland
For the share of the schoolmen
Is a pen in hand.
When midday hides the reaping,
He sleeps by a river
Or comes to the stone plain
Where the saints live.
But in winter by the big fires,
The ignorant hear his fiddle,
And he battles on the chessboard,
As the land lords bid him.
Austin Clarke
*****
Anthem for doomed youth
What passing bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries for them from prayers or bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,-
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmer of good-byes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of silent minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
Wilfred Owen
*****
Summer delights the scholar
With knowledge and reason.
Who is happy in hedgerow
Or meadow as he is?
Paying no dues to the parish,
He argues in logic
And has no care of cattle
But a satchel and stick.
The showery airs grow softer,
He profits from his ploughland
For the share of the schoolmen
Is a pen in hand.
When midday hides the reaping,
He sleeps by a river
Or comes to the stone plain
Where the saints live.
But in winter by the big fires,
The ignorant hear his fiddle,
And he battles on the chessboard,
As the land lords bid him.
Austin Clarke
*****
Anthem for doomed youth
What passing bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries for them from prayers or bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,-
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmer of good-byes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of silent minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
Wilfred Owen
*****
Over 14 Years Poetry
Robinson Crusoe
(original book by Daniel Defoe, this rhyme taken from "Shrinklets")
Wrecked castaway
On lonely strand
Works hard all day
To tame the land,
Takes time to pray;
Makes clothes by hand.
For eighteen years
His skill he plies,
Then lo! A footprintHe espies -
"Thank God it's Friday!"
Crusoe cries.
Take heart from his
Example, chums:
Work hard, produce;
Complete your sums;
Eventually,
Friday comes.
*****
from Preludes
The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o' clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps.
T.S. Eliot.
*****
(original book by Daniel Defoe, this rhyme taken from "Shrinklets")
Wrecked castaway
On lonely strand
Works hard all day
To tame the land,
Takes time to pray;
Makes clothes by hand.
For eighteen years
His skill he plies,
Then lo! A footprintHe espies -
"Thank God it's Friday!"
Crusoe cries.
Take heart from his
Example, chums:
Work hard, produce;
Complete your sums;
Eventually,
Friday comes.
*****
from Preludes
The winter evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o' clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps.
T.S. Eliot.
*****
Under 14 years Poetry
Stopping by woods on a snowy evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But, I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost.
*****
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But, I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost.
*****
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