Lament For The Death Of Eoghan Ruadh O'neill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DEFF CCGG HHII JJKL CCCC BBMM MMMM| Did they dare did they dare to slay Eoghan Ruadh O'Neill | A |
| Yes they slew with poison him they feared to meet with steel | A |
| May God wither up their hearts May their blood cease to flow | B |
| May they walk in living death who poisoned Eoghan Ruadh | C |
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| Though it break my heart to hear say again the bitter words | D |
| From Derry against Cromwell he marched to measure swords | E |
| But the weapon of the Sassanach met him on his way | F |
| And he died at Cloch Uachtar upon St Leonard's day | F |
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| Wail wail ye for the Mighty One Wail wail ye for the Dead | C |
| Quench the hearth and hold the breath with ashes strew the head | C |
| How tenderly we loved him How deeply we deplore | G |
| Holy Saviour but to think we shall never see him more | G |
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| Sagest in the council was he kindest in the hall | H |
| Sure we never won a battle 'twas Eoghan won them all | H |
| Had he lived had he lived our dear country had been free | I |
| But he's dead but he's dead and 'tis slaves we'll ever be | I |
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| O'Farrell and Clanricarde Preston and Red Hugh | J |
| Audley and MacMahon ye valiant wise and true | J |
| But what are ye all to our darling who is gone | K |
| The Rudder of our Ship was he our Castle's corner stone | L |
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| Wail wail him through the Island Weep weep for our pride | C |
| Would that on the battlefield our gallant chief had died | C |
| Weep the Victor of Beinn Burb weep him young and old | C |
| Weep for him ye women your beautiful lies cold | C |
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| We thought you would not die we were sure you would not go | B |
| And leave us in our utmost need to Cromwell's cruel blow | B |
| Sheep without a shepherd when the snow shuts out the sky | M |
| O why did you leave us Eoghan Why did you die | M |
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| Soft as woman's was your voice O'Neill bright was your eye | M |
| O why did you leave us Eoghan Why did you die | M |
| Your troubles are all over you're at rest with God on high | M |
| But we're slaves and we're orphans Eoghan why did you die | M |
Thomas Davis
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