Spinning Songs Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGEHIJB KLMNOPQR S TUVCWVXY Z A2GB2C2D2B2E2F2 G2 OH2I2J2I2EK2L2EM2Z D AN2OO2P2 I2GG GK2I2 I2LO AN2Q2DQ2DDDD R2DS2I2T2I2U2 DDDV2U2 DD

A MOUNTAIN SPINNING SONGA
A Young Girl sings itB
THE Lannan SheeC
Watched the young man BrianD
Cross over the stile towards his father's doorE
And she said 'No helpF
For now he'll seeG
His byre his bawn and his threshing floorE
And oh the swallowsH
Forget all wondersI
When walls with the nests rise up once more 'J
My strand is knitB
-
'Out of the dreamK
Of me intoL
The round of his labour he will growM
To spread his fieldsN
In the winds of springO
And tramp the heavy glebe and sowP
And cut and clampQ
And rear the turfR
Until the season when they mow '-
My wheel runs smoothS
-
'And while he toilsT
In field and bogU
He will be anxious in his mindV
About the thatchC
Of barn and rickW
Against the reiving autumn windV
And how to makeX
His gap and gateY
Secure against the thieving kind '-
My wool is fineZ
-
'He has gone backA2
No more I'll seeG
Mine image in his deepening eyesB2
Then I'll lean aboveC2
The Well of the BrideD2
And with my beauty peace will riseB2
O autumn starE2
In a lake well hidF2
Fill up my heart and make me wise '-
My quick brown wheelG2
-
'The women bringO
Their pitchers hereH2
At the time when the stir of the house is o'erI2
They'll see my faceJ2
In the well waterI2
And they'll never lift their pitchers moreE
For each will sayK2
'How beautifulL2
Why should I labour any moreE
Indeed I comeM2
Of a race so fineZ
'Twere waste to labour any more ''-
My thread is spunD
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AN ISLAND SPINNING SONGA
An Older Girl sings ifN2
One came before her and said beseechingO
'I have fortune and I have landsO2
And if you'll share in the goods of my householdP2
All my treasure's at your commands '-
-
But she said to him 'The goods you profferI2
Are far from my mind as the silk of the seaG
The arms of him my young love round meG
Is all the treasure that's true for me '-
-
'Proud you are then proud of your beautyG
But beauty's a flower will soon decayK2
The fairest flowers they bloom in the summerI2
They bloom one summer and they fade away '-
-
'My heart is sad then for the little flowerI2
That must so wither where fair it grewL
He who has my heart in keepingO
I would he had my body too '-
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A MIDLAND SPINNING SONGA
An Old Woman sings ifN2
There was an oul' trooper went riding byQ2
On the road to CarricknabaunaD
And sorrow is better to sing than cryQ2
On the way to CarricknabaunaD
And as this oul' trooper went riding onD
He heard this sung by a crone a croneD
On the road to CarricknabaunaD
-
'I'd spread my cloak for you young ladR2
Were it only the breadth of a farthenD
And if your mind was as good as your wordS2
In troth it's you I'd ratherI2
In dread of ere forgetting thisT2
And before we go any fartherI2
Hoist me up to the top of the hillU2
And show me Carricknabauna '-
-
'Carricknabauna CarricknabaunaD
Would you show me CarricknabaunaD
I lost a horse at CruckmaelinnD
At the Cross of Bunratty I dropped a limbV2
But I left my youth on the crown of the hillU2
Over by Carricknabauna '-
Girls young girls the rush light is doneD
What will I do till my thread is spunD

Padraic Colum



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