17 November 2020

A new book recalls student
and staff memories
and history at Maynooth

A new book being launched this evening celebrates the 225th anniversary of Maynooth

Patrick Comerford

It is almost 33 years to the day since I was conferred with the degree BD/STB at Maynooth on 19 November 1987. The degree came after three years studying at Kimmage Manor and was conferred by Cardinal Tomás O Fiaich, Chancellor of the Pontifical University, in the name of Pope John Paul II.

I was a memorable day for the six students from Kimmage Manor: two Redemptorists, one Spiritan and one former Spiritan, myself and a friend who is now a leading television journalist. I was the only member of the Church of Ireland in this small group, and Cardinal O Fiaich recognised me from my years of activism in CND, the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament.

The Redemptorist theologian Professor Brendan McConvery, who had lectured on New Testament studies, presented us. It was a memorable day because the cardinal also chose that day to give an interview with RTÉ News, strongly hinting that he favoured the ordination of women to the priesthood. He died within three years.

It is a day that I recall in one of my contributions to a book that is being launched in Maynooth this evening (17 November 2020). We Remember Maynooth: A College across Four Centuries is edited by Salvador Ryan and John-Paul Sheridan, and is published by Messenger Publishing.

Maynooth College was founded in 1795 and has a singular place in the history of the Irish Church, and of the Church globally. At first it was as a small seminary with 30 students and 10 professors, most of them refugees fleeing the French Revolution.

Maynooth has been the subject of riots in the streets of London and has played host to kings and popes. Its buildings by AWN Pugin and JJ McCarthy have created a beautiful university campus that rivals many colleges in Cambridge and Oxford. The chapel is among the highest free-standing structures in Ireland.

Maynooth expanded rapidly, becoming a Pontifical University, a constituent college of the National University of Ireland and, at one time, the largest seminary in world. It has educated many thousands of students and led the way in many branches of the arts and sciences.

Maynooth has a large number of alumni, found across all sectors of society internationally, and it is a tapestry of rich memories.

This sumptuously-illustrated book of more than 500 pages is a contribution to that rich tapestry. It includes pen pictures, personal reminiscences and sketches on aspects of the college’s life and history.

The contributors have all been associated with Maynooth in many different spheres, either as students or staff, and in many cases both. Some have offered images of their time at Maynooth; others, portraits of characters and personalities they encountered there. These pages are historical vignettes, part history, part folk history, part aide-mémoire to celebrate Maynooth on its 225th anniversary.

The contributors include current and former faculty and alumni, among them Eamon Martin, Mary O’Rourke, Frank McGuinness, Susan McKenna-Lawlor and Liam Lawton.

They include representatives of both Saint Patrick’s College Maynooth and Maynooth University. The contributions from former students and staff of the Theology Faculty and the National Seminary are joined by those from Celtic Studies, French, German, English, History, Mathematics, Experimental Physics, Music, Sociology, Ancient Classics, Anthropology, and from the Library staff.

It is a delight to be part of this book being launched in Maynooth this evening. My first essay looks at the history of Saint Mary’s Church, the Church of Ireland parish in Maynooth that abuts the college grounds: Saint Mary’s, The Parish Church that Looks Like Part of the College (pp 36-38).

My second essay recalls the day I received my degree at Maynooth: A ‘day in the sun’ in mid-November 1987 with RTÉ and the Cardinal (pp 363-365).

Dr Salvador Ryan has been Professor of Ecclesiastical History at Saint Patrick’s College, Maynooth, since 2008, and we have collaborated on many of his previous books. He has published widely in the areas of popular religion and ritual from the Middle Ages to the 20th century, in academic journals and edited book collections. He lives with his family and lives in Thurles, Co Tipperary.

Dr John-Paul Sheridan is a priest of the Diocese of Ferns. He joined the staff at Saint Patrick's College Maynooth as Education Programmes Coordinator and now lectures in Religious Educations and Catechesis, Liturgy and Children and Systematic Theology.

We Remember Maynooth: A College across Four Centuries, edited by Salvador Ryan and John-Paul Sheridan (Dublin: Messenger Publishing, 2020, 512 pp, hb, ISBN 9781788122634, €50).

Shanid Castle, a hill-top
ruin near Shanagolden, was
a Desmond stronghold

Shanid Castle, perched on a hilltop near Shanagolden, Co Limerick (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2020)

Patrick Comerford

The ruins of Shanid Castle, an important Anglo-Norman stronghold, are a short distance south of the village of Shanagolden on the Ardagh road in Co Limerick, 13 km north of Newcastle West. Two of us have often driven around this hill-top ruin, but we have never figured out how to gain access to this fine example of an Anglo-Norman fortress.

The famous war-cry and motto of the Earls of Desmond and the Knights of Glin was Shanid Aboo, ‘Long Live Shanid.’ It echoes a belief that Shanid Castle was the first and oldest Desmond castle.

The castle was occupied at times by both main branches of the FitzGerald family of Munster: the Earls of Desmond and the Knights of Glin.

Maurice FitzGerald was granted lands in Limerick by Richard de Clare (Strongbow) after the arrival of the Anglo-Normans. His son, Thomas FitzMaurice, inherited the lands of Shanid and is said to have built Shanid Castle in 1230. However, there are strong indications that the castle may have stood there before that date.

Thomas FitzMaurice was the ancestor of the FitzGeralds, the Earls of Desmond and this was to be the first stronghold of the Knights of Glin. These Desmond Geraldines would go on to build many castles but Shanid was reputedly the strongest.

Shanid Castle includes the shattered shell of a polygonal tower spectacularly clinging to the summit of a large earthen motte with surrounding fosse and bank.

The castle sits high on a hill with a motte some 35 ft deep. This impressive stronghold once had circular walls 10 ft thick. It is surrounded by more motte and bailey defensives, ditches and banks. It is likely that this series of mottes and ditches were present before the stone tower was added.

The tower is circular internally and only half survives to full parapet height. It was surrounded by a curtain wall around the summit of the earthwork. The remains on the south side still retain some of their battlements and loopholes. A small, kidney-shaped bailey on the east side has no sign of an enclosing wall.

The castle was briefly the chief seat of the Desmond Fitzgeralds, Earls of Desmond, and it was the first stronghold of the Knights of Glin.

The last Earl of Desmond was murdered in Kerry in 1584. The lands of the Desmond Geraldines were then divided up and parcelled out. The castle was captured by Hugh O’Donnell in 1601, but continued to be inhabited until 1641, when it was burned and dismantled during the 1641 rebellion.

The tower was remarkably complete until the end of the 19th century, although only the shell remains now. The tower is multi-sided outside and round inside, it had just one upper storey over a vaulted cellar.

All that survives of Shanid Castle today is the hill-top ruin. The castle and the lands around it were held by the Nolan family by the mid-1850s, and Shanid Castle is still owned by the Nolan family of Waterpark House.

All that survives of Shanid Castle today is the hill-top ruin (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2020)

The Limerick poet Gerald Griffin wrote the poem ‘Shanid Castle’:

On Shannon side the day is closing fair,
The kern sits musing by his shieling low,
And marks, beyond the lonely hills of Clare,
Blue, rimmed with gold, the clouds of sunset glow.

Hush in that sun the wide-spread waters flow,
Returning warm the day’s departing smile;
Along the sunny highland pacing slow
The keyriaght lingers with his herd the while.

And bells are tolling faint from far Saint Sinon’s isle.
O loved shore! with softest memories twined,
Sweet fall the summer on thy margin fair!
And peace come whispering, like a morning wind,
Dear thoughts of love to every bosom there!

The horrid wreck and driving storm forbear
Thy smiling strand, nor oft the accents swell
Along thy hills of grief or heart-wrung care;
But heaven look down upon each lowly dell, And bless thee for the joys I yet remember well!