At Currabwee Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDD EDEDFF GHGHII JKLKMM

Every night at CurrabweeA
Little men with leather hatsB
Mend the boots of FaeryC
From the tough wings of the batsB
So my mother told to meD
And she is wise you will agreeD
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Louder than a cricket's wingE
All night long their hammer's gleeD
Times the merry songs they singE
Of Ireland glorious and freeD
So I heard Joseph Plunkett sayF
You know he heard them but last MayF
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And when the night is very coldG
They warm their hands against the lightH
Of stars that make the waters goldG
Where they are labouring all the nightH
So Pearse said and he knew the truthI
Among the stars he spent his youthI
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And I myself have often heardJ
Their singing as the stars went byK
For am I not of those who rearedL
The banner of old Ireland highK
From Dublin town to Turkey's shoresM
And where the Vardar loudly roarsM

Francis Ledwidge



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