The Pool Of The Iron Shirt. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CD EE FF AA AA GG HH AA IJ KK LL MM NN OO PP QQ AA RR MM EE SS AA| Colin Chief of Diarmid's kin | A |
| Strode alone to Ederlinn | A |
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| Night and heath and deep morass | B |
| Hear the chain mailed warrior pass | B |
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| Ambushed lay the treacherous foe | C |
| Ear to earth and dart on bow | D |
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| Vain their arrows' ringing hail | E |
| Fell on pointed helm and mail | E |
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| As he backward leaped there flew | F |
| Moonlight down the sword he drew | F |
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| In his front the lonely man | A |
| Saw approach the hostile van | A |
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| Near him on the moor a tarn | A |
| On a knoll a wattled barn | A |
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| Refuge bad yet near its door | G |
| Sank the hot pursuit's uproar | G |
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| For unsheathed his battle brand | H |
| There they saw great Colin stand | H |
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| Dauntless cried he Here within | A |
| Rest I then to Ederlinn | A |
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| Yelled the circling hounds in ire | I |
| Set the woven wall on fire | J |
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| Sword in hand he stood the light | K |
| Gleaming on his limbs of might | K |
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| Like a cloud built column high | L |
| Red in sunset's flaming sky | L |
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| All too hot for mortal frame | M |
| Glowed his armour wrapped in flame | M |
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| Hidden by the wreaths of smoke | N |
| Hewing through the wall he broke | N |
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| Felling seven onward sped | O |
| Plunging through the lake's reed bed | O |
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| Hiss the waters where he springs | P |
| Hatred's yell again forth rings | P |
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| But he throws his mail away | Q |
| Dives and darkness hides his way | Q |
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| Smiling hears their lessening din | A |
| Onward strides to Ederlinn | A |
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| Ages since have passed yet still | R |
| Tales recount his dauntless will | R |
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| Pool of the Iron shirt thy name | M |
| Keeps in Erse the hero's fame | M |
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| Look you race of ancient Gael | E |
| Never let such memories fail | E |
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| Set them far o'er gems and gold | S |
| For your sons to have and hold | S |
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| Steadfast Will its goal shall win | A |
| Fairer e'en than Ederlinn | A |
John Campbell
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