The Wearin' O' The Green Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCBB DDEE FFBB

Oh Paddy dear and did ye hear the news that's goin' roundA
The shamrock is forbid by law to grow on Irish groundA
No more St Patrick's day we'll keep his colour can't be seenB
For there's a cruel law ag'in' the Wearin' o' the GreenB
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I met with Napper Tandy and he took me by the handC
And he said How's poor ould Ireland and how does she standC
She's the most distressful country that ever yet was seenB
For they're hanging men and women there for the Wearin' o' the GreenB
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An' if the colour we must wear is England's cruel redD
Let it remind us of the blood that Ireland has shedD
Then pull the shamrock from your hat and throw it on the sodE
An' never fear 'twill take root there though under foot 'tis trodE
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When law can stop the blades of grass from growin' as they growF
An' when the leaves in summer time their colour dare not showF
Then I will change the colour too I wear in my caubeenB
But till that day plaise God I'll stick to the Wearin' o' the GreenB

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Kaye Mc Gann: I heard this sung in Ireland when I was a child, and have always remembered a few lines of it, seventy years on. I've never seen it written until today.
 

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