- published: 13 Oct 2013
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Louth is the name of several locations around the world:
Impressions of Louth. A short film, showing glimpses of this Historic Lincolnshire Town's, great areas. Bought to you by Local Lincolnshire app - the Tourist and Local information app out on Android and coming soon to iOS Android Link - Download the #lincolnshire #App http://goo.gl/51Eqw8 Twitter - @LincolnshireApp Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/locallincolnshireapp Google + https://plus.google.com/u/0/b/104921382660547925858/104921382660547925858/ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Big shout to Terem for the background music. https://soundcloud.com/terem
Disgraceful goal given against Louth in Leinster Final 2010
The moments after the final whistle in the Leinster Senior Football Championship final that saw referee Martin Sludden attacked by furious Louth fans. Please note all comments are subject to approval. For more go to http://www.rte.ie/player/#
Photographic slideshow of the derelict malt kiln in Louth Lincolnshire known as ABM. Arty shots taken for a fine art project put to music
The demolition of an iconic building in Louth Lincs. The old Associated Bulk Maltings. Derelict for many years and used only as a building for the Fire Brigade to use for exercises.
Lethe
Give me the drink of the fluid
That disintegrates
And lend me the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Hold me near, unravel the stars
As I speed through the heavens
Speed through the night
For you are my blade and my rope
Your are my
Lethe
In currents of cobalt
You storm through my heart
To sever, to puncture
The memories that burn
Let sweep through the arteries
In sharp stabs of pain
Your talonlike fingers to kill me again
Steal me, invade me and charge me again
For I burn and I shudder
Burn with each movement of
So, cleansed through a floodlight
I appear; reforged and renewed
Caressed by the sweet balm and blessing
Of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Lethe,
Hold me near, my one friend and guide
As I drown through your fingers
Drown through your love
For you are the life I hate
You are my
Lethe
Drag me down, in passionate sighs
With the ocean above me
And flames in my eyes
And grant me a life I can live