A Song Of Swords Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDDC EFGGGF HIJJJI KLMMMF NOPQQO RFSTSF UFVVAF| A drove of cattle came into a village called Swords and was stopped by the rioters Daily Paper | A |
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| In the place called Swords on the Irish road | B |
| It is told for a new renown | C |
| How we held the horns of the cattle and how | D |
| We will hold the horns of the devils now | D |
| Ere the lord of hell with the horn on his brow | D |
| Is crowned in Dublin town | C |
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| Light in the East and light in the West | E |
| And light on the cruel lords | F |
| On the souls that suddenly all men knew | G |
| And the green flag flew and the red flag flew | G |
| And many a wheel of the world stopped too | G |
| When the cattle were stopped at Swords | F |
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| Be they sinners or less than saints | H |
| That smite in the street for rage | I |
| We know where the shame shines bright we know | J |
| You that they smite at you their foe | J |
| Lords of the lawless wage and low | J |
| This is your lawful wage | I |
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| You pinched a child to a torture price | K |
| That you dared not name in words | L |
| So black a jest was the silver bit | M |
| That your own speech shook for the shame of it | M |
| And the coward was plain as a cow they hit | M |
| When the cattle have strayed at Swords | F |
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| The wheel of the torrent of wives went round | N |
| To break men's brotherhood | O |
| You gave the good Irish blood to grease | P |
| The clubs of your country's enemies | Q |
| you saw the brave man beat to the knees | Q |
| And you saw that it was good | O |
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| The rope of the rich is long and long | R |
| The longest of hangmen's cords | F |
| But the kings and crowds are holding their breath | S |
| In a giant shadow o'er all beneath | T |
| Where God stands holding the scales of Death | S |
| Between the cattle and Swords | F |
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| Haply the lords that hire and lend | U |
| The lowest of all men's lords | F |
| Who sell their kind like kine at a fair | V |
| Will find no head of their cattle there | V |
| But faces of men where cattle were | A |
| Faces of men and Swords | F |
Gilbert Keith Chesterton
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