Rory O'more; Or, Good Omens Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDDEEFG HHIIJJKLCCFG MMNNOONNGGFG| Young Rory O'More courted Kathleen Bawn | A |
| He was bold as a hawk she as soft as the dawn | A |
| He wish'd in his heart pretty Kathleen to please | B |
| And he thought the best way to do that was to tease | B |
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| Now Rory be aisy sweet Kathleen would cry | C |
| Reproof on her lip but a smile in her eye | C |
| With your tricks I don't know in troth what I'm about | D |
| Faith you've teased till I've put on my cloak inside out | D |
| Oh jewel says Rory that same is the way | E |
| You've thrated my heart for this many a day | E |
| And 'tis plaz'd that I am and why not to be sure | F |
| For 'tis all for good luck says bold Rory O'More | G |
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| Indeed then says Kathleen don't think of the like | H |
| For I half gave a promise to soothering Mike | H |
| The ground that I walk on he loves I'll be bound | I |
| Faith says Rory I'd rather love you than the ground | I |
| Now Rory I'll cry if you don't let me go | J |
| Sure I drame ev'ry night that I'm hating you so | J |
| Oh says Rory that same I'm delighted to hear | K |
| For drames always go by conthraries my dear | L |
| Oh jewel keep draming that same till you die | C |
| And bright morning will give dirty night the black lie | C |
| And 'tis plaz'd that I am and why not to be sure | F |
| Since 'tis all for good luck says bold Rory O'More | G |
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| Arrah Kathleen my darlint you've teas'd me enough | M |
| Sure I've thrash'd for your sake Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff | M |
| And I've made myself drinking your health quite a baste | N |
| So I think after that I may talk to the praste | N |
| Then Rory the rogue stole his arm around her neck | O |
| So soft and so white without freckle or speck | O |
| And he look'd in her eyes that were beaming' with light | N |
| And he kiss'd her sweet lips don't you think he was right | N |
| Now Rory leave off sir you'll hug me no more | G |
| That's eight times to day you have kiss'd me before | G |
| Then here goes another says he to make sure | F |
| For there's luck in odd numbers says Rory O'More | G |
Samuel Lover
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