O'connell's Statue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEE FFGHIIJJKKLL MMNNBBOO NNPPIIQQNNIIRRSSNNTT UUVWNNXXYYCCZZ A2A2B2B2C2C2D2E2F2F2 G2G2H2A NNI2I2I2I2I2I2I2J2K2 I2I2I2I2I2I2CCLines To Hogan | A |
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Chisel the likeness of The Chief | B |
Not in gaiety nor grief | B |
Change not by your art to stone | C |
Ireland's laugh or Ireland's moan | C |
Dark her tale and none can tell | D |
Its fearful chronicle so well | D |
Her frame is bent her wounds are deep | E |
Who like him her woes can weep | E |
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He can be gentle as a bride | F |
While none can rule with kinglier pride | F |
Calm to hear and wise to prove | G |
Yet gay as lark in soaring love | H |
Well it were posterity | I |
Should have some image of his glee | I |
That easy humour blossoming | J |
Like the thousand flowers of spring | J |
Glorious the marble which could show | K |
His bursting sympathy for woe | K |
Could catch the pathos flowing wild | L |
Like mother's milk to craving child | L |
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And oh how princely were the art | M |
Could mould his mien or tell his heart | M |
When sitting sole on Tara's hill | N |
While hung a million on his will | N |
Yet not in gaiety nor grief | B |
Chisel the image of our Chief | B |
Nor even in that haughty hour | O |
When a nation owned his power | O |
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But would you by your art unroll | N |
His own and Ireland's secret soul | N |
And give to other times to scan | P |
The greatest greatness of the man | P |
Fierce defiance let him be | I |
Hurling at our enemy | I |
From a base as fair and sure | Q |
As our love is true and pure | Q |
Let his statue rise as tall | N |
And firm as a castle wall | N |
On his broad brow let there be | I |
A type of Ireland's history | I |
Pious generous deep and warm | R |
Strong and changeful as a storm | R |
Let whole centuries of wrong | S |
Upon his recollection throng | S |
Strongbow's force and Henry's wile | N |
Tudor's wrath and Stuart's guile | N |
And iron Strafford's tiger jaws | T |
And brutal Brunswick's penal laws | T |
Not forgetting Saxon faith | U |
Not forgetting Norman scath | U |
Not forgetting William's word | V |
Not forgetting Cromwell's sword | W |
Let the Union's fetter vile | N |
The shame and ruin of our isle | N |
Let the blood of 'Ninety Eight | X |
And our present blighting fate | X |
Let the poor mechanic's lot | Y |
And the peasant's ruined cot | Y |
Plundered wealth and glory flown | C |
Ancient honours overthrown | C |
Let trampled altar rifled urn | Z |
Knit his look to purpose stern | Z |
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Mould all this into one thought | A2 |
Like wizard cloud with thunder fraught | A2 |
Still let our glories through it gleam | B2 |
Like fair flowers through a flooded stream | B2 |
Or like a flashing wave at night | C2 |
Bright 'mid the solemn darkness bright | C2 |
Let the memory of old days | D2 |
Shine through the statesman's anxious face | E2 |
Dathi's power and Brian's fame | F2 |
And headlong Sarsfield's sword of flame | F2 |
And the spirit of Red Hugh | G2 |
And the pride of 'Eighty Two | G2 |
And the victories he won | H2 |
And the hope that leads him on | A |
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Let whole armies seem to fly | N |
From his threatening hand and eye | N |
Be the strength of all the land | I2 |
Like a falchion in his hand | I2 |
And be his gesture sternly grand | I2 |
A braggart tyrant swore to smite | I2 |
A people struggling for their right | I2 |
O'Connell dared him to the field | I2 |
Content to die but never yield | I2 |
Fancy such a soul as his | J2 |
In a moment such as this | K2 |
Like cataract or foaming tide | I2 |
Or army charging in its pride | I2 |
Thus he spoke and thus he stood | I2 |
Proffering in our cause his blood | I2 |
Thus his country loves him best | I2 |
To image this is your behest | I2 |
Chisel thus and thus alone | C |
If to man you'd change the stone | C |
Thomas Osborne Davis
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