Wo! Wo! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG CHCH IHIH FFFF JKJL MCMC BMBM JJJJ| A | |
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| Wo wo unto him who would check or disturb it | B |
| That beautiful Light which is now on its way | C |
| Which beaming at first o'er the bogs of Belturbet | B |
| Now brightens sweet Ballinafad with its ray | C |
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| Oh Farnham Saint Farnham how much do we owe thee | D |
| How formed to all tastes are thy various employs | E |
| The old as a catcher of Catholics know thee | D |
| The young as an amateur scourger of boys | E |
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| Wo wo to the man who such doings would smother | F |
| On Luther of Bavan On Saint of Kilgroggy | G |
| With whip in one hand and with Bible in t'other | F |
| Like Mungo's tormentor both preachee and floggee | G |
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| Come Saints from all quarters and marshal his way | C |
| Come Lorton who scorning profane erudition | H |
| Popt Shakespeare they say in the river one day | C |
| Tho' 'twas only old Bowdler's Velluti edition | H |
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| Come Roden who doubtest so mild are thy views | I |
| Whether Bibles or bullets are best for the nation | H |
| Who leav'st to poor Paddy no medium to choose | I |
| 'Twixt good old Rebellion and new Reformation | H |
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| What more from her Saints can Hibernia require | F |
| St Bridget of yore like a dutiful daughter | F |
| Supplied her 'tis said with perpetual fire | F |
| And Saints keep her now in eternal hot water | F |
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| Wo wo to the man who would check their career | J |
| Or stop the Millennium that's sure to await us | K |
| When blest with an orthodox crop every year | J |
| We shall learn to raise Protestants fast as potatoes | L |
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| In kidnapping Papists our rulers we know | M |
| Had been trying their talent for many a day | C |
| Till Farnham when all had been tried came to show | M |
| Like the German flea catcher anoder goot way | C |
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| And nothing's more simple than Farnham's receipt | B |
| Catch your Catholic first soak him well in poteen | M |
| Add salary sauce and the thing is complete | B |
| You may serve up your Protestant smoking and clean | M |
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| Wo wo to the wag who would laugh at such cookery | J |
| Thus from his perch did I hear a black crow | J |
| Caw angrily out while the rest of the rookery | J |
| Opened their bills and re echoed Wo wo | J |
Thomas Moore
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