Shancoduff Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGCHI BJKCLC

My black hills have never seen the sun risingA
Eternally they look north towards ArmaghB
Lot's wife would not be salt if she had beenC
Incurious as my black hills that are happyD
When dawn whitens Glassdrummond chapelE
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My hills hoard the bright shillings of MarchF
While the sun searches in every pocketG
They are my Alps and I have climbed the MatterhornC
With a sheaf of hay for three perishing calvesH
In the field under the Big Forth of RocksavageI
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The sleety winds fondle the rushy beards of ShancoduffB
While the cattle drovers sheltering in the Featherna BushJ
Look up and say Who owns them hungry hillsK
That the water hen and snipe must have forsakenC
A poet Then by heavens he must be poorL
I hear and is my heart not badly shakenC

Patrick Kavanagh



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