The Lost Path Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDEDE FGFGHIHI JKJKBLBL

Air Gr dh mo chroidheA
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Sweet thoughts bright dreams my comfort beB
All comfort else has flownC
For every hope was false to meB
And here I am aloneC
What thoughts were mine in early youthD
Like some old Irish songE
Brimful of love and life and truthD
My spirit gushed alongE
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II-
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I hoped to right my native isleF
I hoped a soldier's fameG
I hoped to rest in woman's smileF
And win a minstrel's nameG
Oh little have I served my landH
No laurels press my browI
I have no woman's heart or handH
Nor minstrel honours nowI
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But fancy has a magic powerJ
It brings me wreath and crownK
And woman's love the self same hourJ
It smites oppression downK
Sweet thoughts bright dreams my comfort beB
I have no joy besideL
Oh throng around and be to meB
Power country fame and brideL

Thomas Osborne Davis



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