Cleared Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCC DDEE FFGG HHII JJKK LLMM NNOO PPQQ GGRR SSTT GGUU MMVV MMWXY ZZA2A2 SSB2B2 C2C2D2D2 E2E2B2B2 B2B2A2A2

In Memory of a CommissionA
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Help for a patriot distressed a spotless spirit hurtB
Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirtB
From Queenstown Bay to Donegal O listen to my songC
The honourable gentlemen have suffered grievous wrongC
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Their noble names were mentioned O the burning black disgraceD
By a brutal Saxon paper in an Irish shooting caseD
They sat upon it for a year then steeled their heart to brave itE
And 'coruscating innocence' the learned Judges gave itE
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Bear witness Heaven of that grim crime beneath the surgeon's knifeF
The honourable gentlemen deplored the loss of lifeF
Bear witness of those chanting choirs that burk and shirk and sniggerG
No man laid hand upon the knife or finger to the triggerG
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Cleared in the face of all mankind beneath the winking skiesH
Like ph oenixes from Ph oenix Park and what lay there they riseH
Go shout it to the emerald seas give word to Erin nowI
Her honourable gentlemen are cleared and this is howI
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They only paid the Moonlighter his cattle hocking priceJ
They only helped the murderer with counsel's best adviceJ
But sure it keeps their honour white the learned Court believesK
They never gave a piece of plate to murderers and thievesK
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They never told the ramping crowd to card a woman's hideL
They never marked a man for death what fault of theirs he diedL
They only said 'intimidate' and talked and went awayM
By God the boys that did the work were braver men than theyM
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Their sin it was that fed the fire small blame to them that heardN
The 'bhoys' get drunk on rhetoric and madden at a wordN
They knew whom they were talking at if they were Irish tooO
The gentlemen that lied in Court they knew and well they knewO
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They only took the Judas gold from Fenians out of jailP
They only fawned for dollars on the blood dyed Clanna GaelP
If black is black or white is white in black and white it's downQ
They're only traitors to the Queen and rebels to the CrownQ
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'Cleared' honourable gentlemen Be thankful it's no moreG
The widow's curse is on your house the dead are at your doorG
On you the shame of open shame on you from North to SouthR
The hand of every honest man flat heeled across your mouthR
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'Less black than we were painted' Faith no word of black was saidS
The lightest touch was human blood and that you know runs redS
It's sticking to your fist to day for all your sneer and scoffT
And by the Judge's well weighed word you cannot wipe it offT
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Hold up those hands of innocence go scare your sheep togetherG
The blundering tripping tups that bleat behind the old bell wetherG
And if they snuff the taint and break to find another penU
Tell them it's tar that glistens so and daub them yours againU
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'The charge is old' As old as Cain as fresh as yesterdayM
Old as the Ten Commandments have ye talked those laws awayM
If words are words or death is death or powder sends the ballV
You spoke the words that sped the shot the curse be on you allV
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'Our friends believe' Of course they do as sheltered women mayM
But have they seen the shrieking soul ripped from the quivering clayM
They If their own front door is shutW
they'll swear the whole world's warmX
What do they know of dread of death or hanging fear of harmY
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The secret half a county keeps the whisper in the laneZ
The shriek that tells the shot went home behind the broken paneZ
The dry blood crisping in the sun that scares the honest beesA2
And shows the 'bhoys' have heard your talk what do they know of theseA2
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But you you know ay ten times more the secrets of the deadS
Black terror on the country side by word and whisper bredS
The mangled stallion's scream at night the tail cropped heifer's lowB2
Who set the whisper going first You know and well you knowB2
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My soul I'd sooner lie in jail for murder plain and straightC2
Pure crime I'd done with my own hand for money lust or hateC2
Than take a seat in Parliament by fellow felons cheeredD2
While one of those 'not provens' proved me cleared as you are clearedD2
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Cleared you that 'lost' the League accounts go guard our honour stillE2
Go help to make our country's laws that broke God's law at willE2
One hand stuck out behind the back to signal 'strike again'B2
The other on your dress shirt front to show your heart is claneB2
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If black is black or white is white in black and white it's downB2
You're only traitors to the Queen and rebels to the CrownB2
If print is print or words are words the learned Court perpendsA2
We are not ruled by murderers but only by their friendsA2

Rudyard Kipling



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