A Lament For Fair-haired Donough That Was Hanged In Galway Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGH IJHK HHLM KNOP QHRE STUV HWXS HKYG ZA2B2C2

It was bound fast here you saw him and wondered to see himA
Our fair haired Donough and he after being condemnedB
There was a little white cap on him in place of a hatC
And a hempen rope in the place of a neck clothD
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I am after walking here all through the nightE
Like a young lamb in a great flock of sheepF
My breast open my hair loosened outG
And how did I find my brother but stretched before meH
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The first place I cried my fill was at the top of the lakeI
The second place was at the foot of the gallowsJ
The third place was at the head of your dead bodyH
Among the Gall and my own head as if cut in twoK
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If you were with me in the place you had a right to beH
Down in Sligo or down in BallinrobeH
It is the gallows would be broken it is the rope would be cutL
And fair haired Donough going home by the pathM
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O fair haired Donough it is not the gallows was fit for youK
But to be going to the barn to be threshing out the strawN
To be turning the plough to the right hand and to the leftO
To be putting the red side of the soil uppermostP
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O fair haired Donough O dear brotherQ
It is well I know who it was took you away from meH
Drinking from the cup putting a light to the pipeR
And walking in the dew in the cover of the nightE
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O Michael Malley O scourge of misfortuneS
My brother was no calf of a vagabond cowT
But a well shaped boy on a height or a hillsideU
To knock a low pleasant sound out of a hurling stickV
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And fair haired Donough is not that the pityH
You that would carry well a spur or a bootW
I would put clothes in the fashion on you from cloth that would be lastingX
I would send you out like a gentleman's sonS
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O Michael Malley may your sons never be in one another's companyH
May your daughters never ask a marriage portion of youK
The two ends of the table are empty the house is filledY
And fair haired Donough my brother is stretched outG
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There is a marriage portion coming home for DonoughZ
But it is not cattle or sheep or horsesA2
But tobacco and pipes and white candlesB2
And it will not be begrudged to them that will use itC2

Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory



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