A Day In Ireland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACADED FGGGAFAF BHAHIJAJ KLBLMNLN

Four sharp scythes sweeping in concert keepingA
The rich robed meadow's broad bosom o'erB
Four strong men mowing with bright health glowingA
A long green swath spread each man beforeC
With sinews springing my keen blade swingingA
I strode the fourth man in that blithe bandD
As stalk of corn that summer mornE
The scythe felt light in my stalwart handD
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Oh King of Glory How changed my storyF
Since in youth's noontide long long agoG
I mowed that meadow no cloudy shadowG
Between my brow and the hot sun's glowG
Fair girls raking the hay and makingA
The fields resound with their laugh and gleeF
Their voices ringing than cuckoo's singingA
Made music sweeter by far to meF
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Bees hovered over the honied cloverB
Then nestward hied upon wings of lightH
No use in trying to trace them flyingA
One brief low hum and they're out of sightH
On downy thistle bright insects nestleI
Or flutter skyward on painted wingsJ
At times alighting on flowers invitingA
'Twas pleasant watching the airy thingsJ
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From hazel bushes came songs of thrushesK
And blackbirds sweeter than harper's layL
While high in ether with sun tipped featherB
The skylark warbled his anthem gayL
With throats distended sweet linnets blendedM
A thousand notes in one glorious chimeN
Oh King Eternal 'twas life supernalL
In beauteous Erin that pleasant timeN

Michael Cavanagh



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