The Song Of O'ruark, Prince Of Breffni.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC ADADEFEF EGHGIJIJ IKIKLMNM| The valley lay smiling before me | A |
| Where lately I left her behind | B |
| Yet I trembled and something hung o'er me | A |
| That saddened the joy of my mind | B |
| I looked for the lamp which she told me | A |
| Should shine when her Pilgrim returned | C |
| But tho' darkness began to infold me | A |
| No lamp from the battlements burned | C |
| - | |
| I flew to her chamber 'twas lonely | A |
| As if the loved tenant lay dead | D |
| Ah would it were death and death only | A |
| But no the young false one had fled | D |
| And there hung the lute that could soften | E |
| My very worst pains into bliss | F |
| While the hand that had waked it so often | E |
| Now throbbed to a proud rival's kiss | F |
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| There was a time falsest of women | E |
| When Breffni's good sword would have sought | G |
| That man thro' a million of foe men | H |
| Who dared but to wrong thee in thought | G |
| While now oh degenerate daughter | I |
| Of Erin how fallen is thy fame | J |
| And thro' ages of bondage and slaughter | I |
| Our country shall bleed for thy shame | J |
| - | |
| Already the curse is upon her | I |
| And strangers her valleys profane | K |
| They come to divide to dishonor | I |
| And tyrants they long will remain | K |
| But onward the green banner rearing | L |
| Go flesh every sword to the hilt | M |
| On our side is Virtue and Erin | N |
| On theirs is the Saxon and Guilt | M |
Thomas Moore
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