An Drinaun Donn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDD EEFF GHHCC IJKLMNM OOP

A HUNDRED men think I am theirs when with them IA
drink aleB
But their presence fades away from me and their high spirits failB
When I think upon your converse kind by the meadowC
and the linnD
And your form smoother than the silk on the Mountain of O'FlynnD
-
Oh Paddy is it pain to you that I'm wasting night and dayE
And Paddy is it grief to you that I'll soon be in the clayE
My first love with the winning mouth my treasure you'll abideF
Till the narrow coffin closes me and the grass grows through my sideF
-
The man who strains to leap the wall we think himG
foolish stillH
When to his hand is the easy ditch to vault across at willH
The rowan tree is fine and high but bitter its berries growC
While blackberries and raspberries are on shrubs that blossom lowC
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Farewell farewell forever to yon town amongst the treesI
Farewell the town that draws me on mornings and onJ
evesK
Oh many's the ugly morass now and many's the crookedL
roadM
That lie henceforth between me and where my heart'sN
bestowedM
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And Mary Ever Virgin where will I turn my headO
I know not where his house is built nor where his fields are spreadO
Ah kindly was the counsel that my kinsfolk gave to meP
'The hundred twists are in his heart and the thousand tricks has he '-

Padraic Colum



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