O'bruaidar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDED FGFH IJIK LMLM| I will sing no more songs the pride of my country I sang | A |
| Through forty long years of good rhyme without any avail | B |
| And no one cared even as much as the half of a hang | A |
| For the song or the singer so here is an end to the tale | B |
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| If a person should think I complain and have not got the cause | C |
| Let him bring his eyes here and take a good look at my hand | D |
| Let him say if a goose quill has calloused this poor pair of paws | E |
| Or the spade that I grip on and dig with out there in the land | D |
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| When the great ones were safe and renowned and were rooted and tough | F |
| Though my mind went to them and took joy in the fortune of those | G |
| And pride in their pride and their fame they gave little enough | F |
| Not as much as two boots for my feet or an old suit of clothes | H |
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| I ask a Craftsman that fashioned the fly and the bird | I |
| Of the Champion whose passion will lift me from death in a time | J |
| Of the Spirit that melts icy hearts with the wind of a word | I |
| That my people be worthy and get better singing than mine | K |
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| I had hoped to live decent when Ireland was quit of her care | L |
| As a bailiff or steward perhaps in a house of degree | M |
| But my end of the tale is old brogues and old britches to wear | L |
| So I'll sing no more songs for the men that care nothing for me | M |
James Stephens
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