Fontenoy 1745 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDD DDEEDD DDFFDD GGHHDD I JJEE FFJJ KKFF LLFF| Oh bad the march the weary march beneath these alien skies | A |
| But good the night the friendly night that soothes our tired eyes | A |
| And bad the war the tedious war that keeps us sweltering here | B |
| But good the hour the friendly hour that brings the battle near | C |
| That brings us on the battle that summons to their share | D |
| The homeless troops the banished men the exiled sons of Clare | D |
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| Oh little Corca Bascinn the wild the bleak the fair | D |
| Oh little stony pastures whose flowers are sweet if rare | D |
| Oh rough the rude Atlantic the thunderous the wide | E |
| Whose kiss is like a soldier's kiss which will not be denied | E |
| The whole night long we dream of you and waking think we're there | D |
| Vain dream and foolish waking we never shall see Clare | D |
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| The wind is wild to night there's battle in the air | D |
| The wind is from the west and it seems to blow from Clare | D |
| Have you nothing nothing for us loud brawler of the night | F |
| No news to warm our heart strings to speed us through the fight | F |
| In this hollow star pricked darkness as in the sun's hot glare | D |
| In sun tide in star tide we thirst we starve for Clare | D |
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| Hark Yonder through the darkness one distant rat tat tat | G |
| The old foe stirs out there God bless his soul for that | G |
| The old foe musters strongly he's coming on at last | H |
| And Clare's Brigade may claim its own wherever blows fall fast | H |
| Send us ye western breezes our full our rightful share | D |
| For Faith and Fame and Honour and the ruined hearths of Clare | D |
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| II After the Battle early dawn Clare coast | I |
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| Mary Mother shield us Say what men are ye | J |
| Sweeping past to swiftly on this morning sea | J |
| Without sails or rowlocks merrily we glide | E |
| Home to Corca Bascinn on the brimming tide | E |
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| Jesus save you gentry why are you so white | F |
| Sitting all so straight and still in this misty light | F |
| Nothing ails us brother joyous souls are we | J |
| Sailing home together on the morning sea | J |
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| Cousins friends and kinsfolk children of the land | K |
| Here we come together a merry rousing band | K |
| Sailing home together from the last great fight | F |
| Home to Clare from Fontenoy in the morning light | F |
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| Men of Corca Bascinn men of Clare's Brigade | L |
| Harken stony hills of Clare hear the charge we made | L |
| See us come together singing from the fight | F |
| Home to Corca Bascinn in the morning light | F |
Emily Lawless
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