Ireland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCB DEFFE GDHHD IJKKJ

'Twas the dream of a GodA
And the mould of His handB
That you shook 'neath His strokeC
That you trembled and brokeC
To this beautiful landB
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Here He loosed from His holdD
A brown tumult of wingsE
Till the wind on the seaF
Bore the strange melodyF
Of an island that singsE
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He made you all fairG
You in purple and goldD
You in silver and greenH
Till no eye that has seenH
Without love can beholdD
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I have left you behindI
In the path of the pastJ
With the white breath of flowersK
With the best of God's hoursK
I have left you at lastJ

Dora Sigerson



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