The Return To Ulster Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDE FFGGBBBB HHGGHHII JJBBKLE| Once again but how chang'd since my wand'rings began | A |
| I have heard the deep voice of the Lagan and Bann | A |
| And the pines of Clanbrasil resound to the roar | B |
| That wearies the echoes of fair Tullamore | B |
| Alas My poor bosom and why shouldst thou burn | C |
| With the scenes of my youth can its raptures return | C |
| Can I live the dear life of delusion again | D |
| That flow'd when these echoes first mix'd with my strain | E |
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| It was then that around me though poor and unknown | F |
| High spells of mysterious enchantment were thrown | F |
| The streams were of silver of diamond the dew | G |
| The land was an Eden for fancy was new | G |
| I had heard of our bards and my soul was on fire | B |
| At the rush of their verse and the sweep of their lyre | B |
| To me 'twas not legend nor tale to the ear | B |
| But a vision of noontide distinguish'd and clear | B |
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| But was she too a phantom the maid who stood by | H |
| And listed my lay while she turn d from mine eye | H |
| Was she too a vision just glancing to view | G |
| Then dispers'd in the sunbeam or melted to dew | G |
| Oh Would it had been so O would that her eye | H |
| Had been but a star glance that shot through the sky | H |
| And her voice that was moulded to melody's thrill | I |
| Had been but a zephyr that sigh'd and was still | I |
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| Oh would it had been so not then this poor heart | J |
| Had learn'd the sad lesson to love and to part | J |
| To bear unassisted its burthen of care | B |
| While I toil'd for the wealth I had no one to share | B |
| Not then had I said when life's summer was done | K |
| And the hours of her autumn were fast speeding on | L |
| 'Take the fame and the riches ye brought in your train | E |
| And restore me the dream of my spring tide again ' | - |
Sir Walter Scott
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