DURING MY FIRST WEEK IN IRELAND, I have been overwhelmed by the magnificent vitality of current dramatic production that I have seen in Dublin as well as read about in numerous periodical accounts concerning county festivals going on all over the island. I find little evidence, at least in the dramatic medium, of the paralysis that crippled Joyce's Dubliners. Rather there is everywhere apparent the spiritual regeneration he envisioned as potential, especially in his "two-sighted" story "The Dead." Remarkably, my introduction to Irish theater was Tennessee Williams' new play, You Touched Me, presented by the Gas Company Players of Dun Laoghaire, a suburban theatrical society of surprising ability. Donald Windham's re-vamping of this American drama to suit British audiences was stirringly acted by these "professional" amateurs.