Credhe's Complaint At The Battle Of The White Strand Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H I J G| And Credhe came to where her man was and she keened him and cried over him and she made this complaint The Harbour roars O the harbour roars over the rushing race of the Headland of the Two Storms the drowning of the hero of the Lake of the Two Dogs that is what the waves are keening on the strand | A |
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| Sweet voiced is the crane O sweet voiced is the crane in the marshes of the Ridge of the Two Strong Men it is she cannot save her nestlings the wild dog of two colours is taking her little ones | B |
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| Pitiful the cry pitiful the cry the thrush is making in the Pleasant Ridge sorrowful is the cry of the blackbird in Leiter Laeig | C |
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| Sorrowful the call O sorrowful the call of the deer in the Ridge of Two Lights the doe is lying dead in Druim Silenn the mighty stag cries after her | D |
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| Sorrowful to me O sorrowful to me the death of the hero that lay beside me the son of the woman of the Wood of the Two Thickets to be with a bunch of grass under his head | E |
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| Sore to me O sore to me Cael to be a dead man beside me the waves to have gone over his white body it is his pleasantness that has put my wits astray | F |
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| A woeful shout O a woeful shout the waves are making on the strand they that took hold of comely Cael a pity it is he went to meet them | G |
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| A woeful crash O a woeful crash the waves are making on the strand to the north breaking against the smooth rock crying after Cael now he is gone | H |
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| A sorrowful fight O a sorrowful fight the sea is making with the strand to the north my beauty is lessened the end of my life is measured | I |
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| A song of grief O a song of grief is made by the waves of Tulcha Leis all I had is gone since this story came to me Since the son of Crimthann is drowned I will love no one after him for ever many a king fell by his hand his shield never cried out in the battle | J |
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| After she had made that complaint Credhe laid herself down beside Cael and died for grief after him And they were put in the one grave and it was Caoilte raised the stone over them | G |
Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory
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