Dál Birn (Old Irish: "the assembly" or "portion" of Birn) is a tribal epithet found in Irish sources which refers to the descendants of Loegaire Birn Buadach, the hereditary ruling lineage of the kingdom of Osraige in Ireland.
This illustrious lineage produced Osraige's native kings and lords- all claimed to be commonly descended on the paternal line from the second-century king Loegaire Birn Buadach (Loegaire Birn "the Victorious"), son of Óengus Osrithe and gave rise to a number of related individuals and later, clans which remained intact and identifiable into the modern era. The term Dál Birn was in use long before the advent of surnames in Ireland, yet because of long-standing oral and written traditions in Ireland, it continued to be used as a mark of hereditary distinction in sources composed through the twelfth century after the common advent of surnames.
For a two-hundred year period beginning the late fifth century, the native Dál Birn kings were temporarily displaced by an allied Corcu Loígde dynasty which ruled Osraige until finally being overthrown. A number of the Corcu Loígde kings are recorded as being periodically slain by the native inhabitants of Osraige until the re-establishment of the Dál Birn. Dál Birn descendants remained in control of parts of Osraige, even after the Norman Invasion of Ireland, with the continuation of the Mac Giolla Phádraig lordship in Upper Ossory. This senior Dál Birn lineage historically remained the most visible and in possession of an original portion of Osraige through the death of Bernard FitzPatrick, 2nd Baron Castletown in 1937.
Birn or variant may refer to:
Stop buying nightmare on a dark road today
Such a wind through his white hair
Such a grin on his face
His eyes where like distance and he bore into mine
They shown and they glisten like they drive me blind
And he stood there before me he cried out in pain
You think you can ignore me you think you'll get away
Ready or not is like total paraonia
Anything you say he can't twist his way
Is really too much is like total paranoia
Anyway you go he is sure to know
He said stop please and listen
Can we try to be friends?
Why is it always so twisted but he cried out again
You can stand to remember you can stand to forget
You won't lift the finger for the storm of regret
Ready or not is like total paranoia
You know how to pray but he won't go away
Is really too much is like total paranoia
Close your eyes
He'll be there all night
Close your eyes
He'll be there all night
He'll be there all night
He'll be there all night