The Penal Days. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDDEFFEBB GHGHIJKLLKBB HMHNOOPQORBB N BSTSUUVAAVBB| Air The Wheelwright | A |
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| Oh weep those days the penal days | B |
| When Ireland hopelessly complained | C |
| Oh weep those days the penal days | B |
| When godless persecution reigned | C |
| When year by year | D |
| For serf and peer | D |
| Fresh cruelties were made by law | E |
| And filled with hate | F |
| Our senate sate | F |
| To weld anew each fetter's flaw | E |
| Oh weep those days those penal days | B |
| Their memory still on Ireland weighs | B |
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| They bribed the flock they bribed the son | G |
| To sell the priest and rob the sire | H |
| Their dogs were taught alike to run | G |
| Upon the scent of wolf and friar | H |
| Among the poor | I |
| Or on the moor | J |
| Were hid the pious and the true | K |
| While traitor knave | L |
| And recreant slave | L |
| Had riches rank and retinue | K |
| And exiled in those penal days | B |
| Our banners over Europe blaze | B |
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| III | - |
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| A stranger held the land and tower | H |
| Of many a noble fugitive | M |
| No Popish lord had lordly power | H |
| The peasant scarce had leave to live | N |
| Above his head | O |
| A ruined shed | O |
| No tenure but a tyrant's will | P |
| Forbid to plead | Q |
| Forbid to read | O |
| Disarmed disfranchised imbecile | R |
| What wonder if our step betrays | B |
| The freedman born in penal days | B |
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| IV | N |
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| They're gone they're gone those penal days | B |
| All creeds are equal in our isle | S |
| Then grant O Lord thy plenteous grace | T |
| Our ancient feuds to reconcile | S |
| Let all atone | U |
| For blood and groan | U |
| For dark revenge and open wrong | V |
| Let all unite | A |
| For Ireland's right | A |
| And drown our griefs in freedom's song | V |
| Till time shall veil in twilight haze | B |
| The memory of those penal days | B |
Thomas Osborne Davis
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