At The Yellow Bohereen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDBEEB FGAAAB HHIJJI

At the Yellow BohereenA
Is my heart's secret queenA
Alone on her soft bed a sleepingB
Each tress of her hairC
Than the King's gold more fairC
The dew from the grass might be sweepingB
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I'm a man of Teig's raceD
Who has watched her fair faceD
And away from her ever I'm sighingB
And oh my heart's storeE
Be not grieved ever moreE
That for you a young man should be dyingB
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Should my love with me comeF
I would build her a homeG
The finest e'er told of in EirinnA
And 'tis then she would shineA
And her fame ne'er declineA
For beauty o'er all the palm bearingB
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For in your bosom brightH
Shines the pure sunny lightH
As on your smooth brow graceful everI
And oh could I sayJ
You're my own from this dayJ
Death's contest would frighten me neverI

George Petrie



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