To The Irish Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDCECEAFAF CGCGCECE AHAHAEAE| TIS a green isle set in a silver water | A |
| A fairy isle where the shamrock grows | B |
| Land of Legend the Dream Queen s daughter | A |
| Out of the Fairies hands She rose | B |
| They touched Her harp with a tender sighing | C |
| A spirit song from a world afar | D |
| They touched Her heart with a fire undying | C |
| To fight and follow Her battle star | D |
| Too long too long thro the grey years growing | C |
| Feud and faction have swept between | E |
| The Thistledown and the red Rose blowing | C |
| And the three fold leaf of the Shamrock green | E |
| But the seal of blood ye shall break it never | A |
| With rifles grounded and bare of head | F |
| We drink to the dead who live forever | A |
| A silent toast To the Irish dead | F |
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| Tis an Irish cheer on the hillside ringing | C |
| Where checked and broken the vanguards reel | G |
| But on and upward and forward swinging | C |
| The glittering line of the Irish steel | G |
| Like points of light mid the boulders lying | C |
| Gleam and redden their bayonets keen | E |
| On thro the hell of their dead and dying | C |
| Forward forward the Shamrock green | E |
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| To Ireland set in the silver water | A |
| To the fighting blood that is proved and tried | H |
| Our sharpest sword and our fairest daughter | A |
| Who saved the Empire and turned the tide | H |
| And Wisdom comes as the days grow older | A |
| We are done with the faults of the past I ween | E |
| Standing together shoulder to shoulder | A |
| The Thistle the Rose and the Shamrock green | E |
George Essex Evans
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