Lachin Y Gair. [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDBEBF GHGIJKJF BLBLBKBF MBNBOOOO PNPNQOQO| A | |
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| Away ye gay landscapes ye gardens of roses | B |
| In you let the minions of luxury rove | C |
| Restore me the rocks where the snow flake reposes | B |
| Though still they are sacred to freedom and love | D |
| Yet Caledonia belov'd are thy mountains | B |
| Round their white summits though elements war | E |
| Though cataracts foam 'stead of smooth flowing fountains | B |
| I sigh for the valley of dark Loch na Garr | F |
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| Ah there my young footsteps in infancy wander'd | G |
| My cap was the bonnet my cloak was the plaid | H |
| On chieftains long perish'd my memory ponder'd | G |
| As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade | I |
| I sought not my home till the day's dying glory | J |
| Gave place to the rays of the bright polar star | K |
| For fancy was cheer'd by traditional story | J |
| Disclos'd by the natives of dark Loch na Garr | F |
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| Shades of the dead have I not heard your voices | B |
| Rise on the night rolling breath of the gale | L |
| Surely the soul of the hero rejoices | B |
| And rides on the wind o'er his own Highland vale | L |
| Round Loch na Garr while the stormy mist gathers | B |
| Winter presides in his cold icy car | K |
| Clouds there encircle the forms of my Fathers | B |
| They dwell in the tempests of dark Loch na Garr | F |
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| Ill starr'd though brave did no visions foreboding | M |
| Tell you that fate had forsaken your cause | B |
| Ah were you destined to die at Culloden | N |
| Victory crown'd not your fall with applause | B |
| Still were you happy in death's earthy slumber | O |
| You rest with your clan in the caves of Braemar | O |
| The Pibroch resounds to the piper's loud number | O |
| Your deeds on the echoes of dark Loch na Garr | O |
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| Years have roll'd on Loch na Garr since I left you | P |
| Years must elapse ere I tread you again | N |
| Nature of verdure and flowers has bereft you | P |
| Yet still are you dearer than Albion's plain | N |
| England thy beauties are tame and domestic | Q |
| To one who has rov'd on the mountains afar | O |
| Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic | Q |
| The steep frowning glories of dark Loch na Garr | O |
George Gordon Byron
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