The Burial Of Saint Brendan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCEE FGHIJFF GKLMLNO GLPGPGG QRLSLGG GTGGGPP GRUVURR GGWRWGG GGBRB R| ON the third day from this Saint Brendan said | A |
| I will be where no wind that filled a sail | B |
| Has ever been and it blew high or low | C |
| For from this home creek from this body's close | D |
| I shall put forth make ready you to go | C |
| With what remains to Cluan Hy many | E |
| For there my resurrection I'd have be | E |
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| But you will know how hard they'll strive to hold | F |
| This body o' me and hold it for the place | G |
| Where I was bred they say and born and reared | H |
| For they would have my resurrection here | I |
| So that my sanctity might be matter shared | J |
| By every mother's child the tribeland polled | F |
| Who lived and died and mixed into the mould | F |
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| So you will have to use all canniness | G |
| To bring this body to its burial | K |
| When in your hands I leave what goes in clay | L |
| The wagon that our goods are carried in | M |
| Have it yoked up between the night and day | L |
| And when the breath is from my body gone | N |
| Bear body out the wagon lay it on | O |
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| And cover it with gear that's taken hence | G |
| 'The goods of Brendan is what's here ' you'll say | L |
| To those who'll halt you they will pass you then | P |
| Tinkers and tailors soldiers farmers smiths | G |
| You'll leave beside their doors all those thwart men | P |
| For whom my virtue was a legacy | G |
| That they would profit in each a degree | G |
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| As though it were indeed some chalice staff | Q |
| Crozier or casket that they might come to | R |
| And show to those who chanced upon the way | L |
| And have not knowing how the work was done | S |
| In scrolls and figures and m bright inlay | L |
| Whence came the gold and silver that they prize | G |
| The blue enamels and the turquoises | G |
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| I Brendan had a name came from the sea | G |
| I was the first who sailed the outer mam | T |
| And past all forelands and all fastnesses | G |
| I passed the voiceless anchorites their isles | G |
| Saw the ice palaces upon the seas | G |
| Mentioned Christ's name to men cut off from men | P |
| Heard the whales snort and saw the Kraken | P |
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| And on a wide branched green and glistening tree | G |
| Beheld the birds that had been angels erst | R |
| Between the earth and heaven 'twas theirs to wing | U |
| Fallen from High they were but they had still | V |
| Music of Heaven's Court I heard them smg | U |
| Even now that island of the unbeached coast | R |
| I see and hear the white resplendent host | R |
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| For this they'd have my burial in this place | G |
| Their hillside and my resurrection be | G |
| Out of the mould that they with me would share | W |
| But I have chosen Cluan for my ground | R |
| A happy place Some grace came to me there | W |
| And you as you go towards it to men say | G |
| Should any ask you on that long highway | G |
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| 'Brendan is here who had great saints for friends | G |
| Ita who reared him on a mother's knee | G |
| Enda who from his fastness blessed his sail | B |
| Then Brighid she who had the flaming heart | R |
| And Colum cille prime of all the Gael | B |
| Gildas of Britain wisest child of light ' | - |
| And saying this drive through the falling night | R |
Padraic Colum
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