Lament For Thomas Davis Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I walked through Ballinderry in the spring timeA
When the bud was on the treeB
And I said in every fresh ploughed field beholdingC
The sowers striding freeB
Scattering broadside forth the corn in golden plentyB
On the quick seed clasping soilD
Even such this day among the fresh stirred hearts of ErinE
Thomas Davis is thy toilD
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I Sat by Ballyshannon in the summerF
And saw the salmon leapG
And I said as I beheld the gallant creaturesH
Spring glittering from the deepG
Through the spray and through the prone heaps striving onwardI
To the calm clear streams aboveJ
So seekest thou thy native founts of freedom Thomas DavisK
In thy brightness of strength and loveJ
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I stood in Derrybawn in the autumnL
And I heard the eagle callM
With a clangorous cry of wrath and lamentationL
That filled the wide mountain hallM
O'er the bare deserted place of his plundered eyrieB
And I said as he screamed and soaredN
So callest thou thou wrathful soaring Thomas DavisK
For a nation's rights restoredN
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And alas to think but now and thou art lyingC
Dear Davis dead at thy mother's kneeB
And I no mother near on my own sick bedO
That face on earth shall never seeB
I may lie and try to feel that I am dreamingC
I may lie and try to say Thy will be doneL
But a hundred such as I will never comfort ErinL
For the loss of the noble sonL
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Young husbandman of Erin's fruitful seed timeA
In the fresh track of danger's ploughP
Who will walk the heavy toilsome perilous furrowQ
Girt with freedom's seed sheets nowP
Who will banish with the wholesome crop of knowledgeR
The daunting weed and the bitter thornL
Now that thou thyself art but a seed for hopeful plantingC
Against the Resurrection mornL
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Young salmon of the flood tide of freedomL
That swells round Erin's shoreS
Thou wilt leap against their loud oppressive torrentT
Of bigotry and hate no moreS
Drawn downward by their prone material instinctU
Let them thunder on their rocks and foamV
Thou hast leapt aspiring soul to founts beyond their ragingC
Where troubled waters never comeL
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But I grieve not Eagle of the empty eyrieB
That thy wrathful cry is stillW
And that the songs alone of peaceful mournersH
Are heard to day on Earth's hillW
Better far if brothers' war be destined for usK
God avert that horrid day I prayX
That ere our hands be stained with slaughter fratricidalW
Thy warm heart should be cold in clayW
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But my trust is strong in God Who made us brothersH
That He will not suffer their right handsY
Which thou hast joined in holier rites than wedlockZ
To draw opposing brandsY
Oh many a tuneful tongue that thou madest vocalW
Would lie cold and silent thenL
And songless long once more should often widowed ErinL
Mourn the loss of her brave young menL
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Oh brave young men my love my pride my promiseK
'Tis on you my hopes are setA2
In manliness in kindliness in justiceK
To make Erin a nation yetA2
Self respecting self relying self advancingC
In union or in severance free and strongB2
And if God grant this then under God to Thomas DavisK
Let the greater praise belongB2

Sir Samuel Ferguson



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