The Wine-cup Is Circling Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEED FGFHIIJKKJ LBLBMMDNND

The wine cup is circling in Almhin's hallA
And its Chief 'mid his heroes recliningB
Looks up with a sigh to the trophied wallA
Where his sword hangs idly shiningB
When hark that shoutC
From the vale withoutC
Arm ye quick the Dane the Dane is nighD
Every Chief starts upE
From his foaming cupE
And To battle to battle is the Finian's cryD
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The minstrels have seized their harps of goldF
And they sing such thrilling numbersG
'Tis like the voice of the Brave of oldF
Breaking forth from their place of slumberH
Spear to buckler rangI
As the minstrels sangI
And the Sun burst o'er them floated wideJ
While remembering the yokeK
Which their fathers brokeK
On for liberty for liberty the Finians criedJ
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Like clouds of the night the Northmen cameL
O'er the valley of Almhin loweringB
While onward moved in the light of its fameL
That banner of Erin toweringB
With the mingling shockM
Rung cliff and rockM
While rank on rank the invaders dieD
And the shout that lastN
O'er the dying pass'dN
Was victory victory the Finian's cryD

Thomas Moore



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