Forgaill's Praise Of Columcille Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H H I E J K L M N| This now is the poem of praise and of lamentation that was made for Columcille Speckled Salmon of the Boyne High Saint of the Gael by Forgaill that was afterwards called Blind Forgaill Chief Poet of Ireland | A |
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| It is not a little story this is it is not a story about a fool it is it is not one district that is keening but every district with a great sound that is not to be borne hearing the story of Columcille without life without a church | B |
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| It is not the trouble of one house or the grief of one harp string all the plains are heavy hearing the word that is a wound | C |
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| What way will a simple man tell of him Even Nera from the Sidhe could not do it he is not made much of now our learned one is not the light of our life now he is hidden away from us | D |
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| He that used to keep us living is dead he that was our rightful head has died from us he has died from us that was God's messenger | E |
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| The knowledgeable man that used to put fear from us is not here the teller of words does not return to us the teacher is gone from us that taught silence to the people | F |
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| The whole world was his it is a harp without its strings it is a church without its abbot | G |
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| Colum rose very high the time God's companies rose to meet him it is bright the angels were attending on him | H |
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| It is short his life was it is little used to satisfy him when the wind blew the sheet against him on the sand the shape of his ribs could be seen through it He was the head of every gathering he was a dun of the book of the law he put a flame in the district of the north he lightened the district of the west the east was his along with it he did not open his heart to every company Good his death he went with God's angels that came to meet him | H |
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| He has reached to Axal of his help and to the troops of the archangels he has reached to a place where night is not seen he has reached to a plain where music has not to be born where no one listens to oppression The King of priests has done away with his troubles | I |
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| He knew the way he was going he gave kindness for hatred he learned psalms he broke the battle against hunger | E |
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| He knew seasons and storms he read the secrets of the great wisdom he knew the course of the moon he took notice of its race with the branching sun He was skilful in the course of the sea to tell every high thing we have heard from Colum would be to count the stars of heaven | J |
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| A healer of the heart of the wise a full satisfier of guests our crowned one who spoke with Axal a shelter to the naked a comforter to the poor he was eager he was noble it is high his death was We hope great honour will be given to him on the head of these deeds | K |
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| And when Forgaill had made that lament he said It is a great shaping and a great finish I have given to these words and I cannot make a praise beyond this for my eyes have been taken from me | L |
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| It was Aodh King of Ireland gave seven cumhals for his name to be given in the praising of Columcille and Aodh laid it down to Forgaill that this song should be above every other song | M |
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| But it was after death the reward and the praise were given to blind Forgaill for it was Heaven that was given to him as the price of the praising of the King | N |
Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory
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