Lines To A Shamrock - A Song Of Exile Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CACA DCDC EFEF BGBG BHBH AIAJ CKCL MNMN OBPB QRST UHUH BVBV BWBW| A withered shamrock yet to me 'tis fair | A |
| As the sweet rose to other eyes might be | B |
| Because its leaves spread in my native air | A |
| And the same land gave birth to it and me | B |
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| They were as plentiful as drops of dew | C |
| In our green meadows sprinkled everywhere | A |
| Heedless I wandered o'er them life was new | C |
| Now as a friend I greet thee shamrock fair | A |
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| Because I dwelt with my own people then | D |
| Erin's bright eyes and kindly hearts and true | C |
| That from my cradle loved me and again | D |
| We'll never meet spoken our last adieu | C |
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| I am a stranger here I have not seen | E |
| One friendly face of all that I have known | F |
| And my heart mourns for thee my island green | E |
| Because I am a stranger and alone | F |
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| So thou art welcome as a friend to me | B |
| Tell me where lay the sod that brought thee forth | G |
| Idly I wonder as I look at thee | B |
| If thou hast come as I did from the North | G |
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| From the green glens that he beside the sea | B |
| From cloud capt Sleive mis of the shamrock vest | H |
| From near old castles where the dread banshee | B |
| Waits for the native lords when laid to rest | H |
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| Or did the tartaned stranger call thee where | A |
| Mount Cashel's Lord rules o'er a fair domain | I |
| Or grass grown ruin all that's left to bear | A |
| Of a lost race the all but fading name | J |
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| The lovely Maine lingers in flowing through | C |
| The peaceful place that was my childhood's home | K |
| Myriads of shamrocks on its margin grew | C |
| Was it from these thy sisters thou hast come | L |
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| Such fair broad meadows by Maine water lay | M |
| Erin her mantle green for carpet spread | N |
| In merry childhood there we met to play | M |
| Dashing the dew from many a shamrock's head | N |
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| Where sleep the village dead there is a spot | O |
| That's dearer far than all the rest to me | B |
| It's interwoven with full many a thought | P |
| And with my young heart's childish history | B |
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| She was most fair that sleeps that sod beneath | Q |
| The fair form shrined a soul akin to mine | R |
| And the sharp pain of heart ties cut by death | S |
| Has softened been but left unhealed by time | T |
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| And Erin spread her skirt across her grave | U |
| And there were shamrocks nestling on the breast | H |
| And blue bells and all flowers that softly wave | U |
| Making more beautiful her place of rest | H |
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| If 'twas from there the stranger gathered thee | B |
| I would forgive the sacrilege and thou | V |
| A precious relic to my breast would be | B |
| Nor prized the less because thou'rt withered now | V |
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| Ah me I know thou canst not answer me | B |
| Yet sight of thee must all these thoughts awake | W |
| Enough from mine own land thou comest thou'lt be | B |
| Welcome to Erin's child alone for Erin's sake | W |
Nora Pembroke (margaret Moran Dixon Mcdougall)
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