The Battle Eve Of The Irish Brigade Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC CCDDCC EEFFCC GGHHCC| The mess tent is full and the glasses are set | A |
| And the gallant Count Thomond is president yet | A |
| The vet'ran arose like an uplifted lance | B |
| Crying Comrades a health to the monarch of France | B |
| With bumpers and cheers they have done as he bade | C |
| For King Louis is loved by the Irish Brigade | C |
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| A health to King James and they bent as they quaffed | C |
| Here's to George the Elector and fiercely they laughed | C |
| Good luck to the girls we wooed long ago | D |
| Where Shannon and Barrow and Blackwater flow | D |
| God prosper Old Ireland you'd think them afraid | C |
| So pale grew the chiefs of the Irish Brigade | C |
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| But surely that light cannot be from our lamp | E |
| And that noise are they all getting drunk in the camp | E |
| Hurrah boys the morning of battle is come | F |
| And the generale's beating on many a drum | F |
| So they rush from the revel to join the parade | C |
| For the van is the right of the Irish Brigade | C |
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| They fought as they revelled fast fiery and true | G |
| And though victors they left on the field not a few | G |
| And they who survived fought and drank as of yore | H |
| But the land of their heart's hope they never saw more | H |
| For in far foreign fields from Dunkirk to Belgrade | C |
| Lie the soldiers and chiefs of the Irish Brigade | C |
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