The Three Roads Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDB EFEF GHIHJH EFEF KLHLHL HFHF MNFNON HFHF MBBBPB HQHAThere is a town in Ireland | A |
A little town I know | B |
Its girls have tender Irish eyes | C |
Beneath their brows of snow | B |
And in the field around it | D |
The Fairy Hawthorns grow | B |
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O the Hawthorn is a Queen | E |
And the daughter of a King | F |
And amidst her branches green | E |
The sweet brown thrushes sing | F |
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And from that little city | G |
Three roads forever run | H |
And on those roads the people | I |
The father and the son | H |
The mother and the daughter | J |
Walk till the day is done | H |
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O the Hawthorn is a Queen | E |
And the daughter of a King | F |
And amidst her branches green | E |
The thrushes sadly sing | F |
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One road runs to the seaport | K |
Where stately vessels lie | L |
American Australian | H |
The weeping exiles cry | L |
Farewell to Grave and Hearthstone | H |
Dear Ireland good bye | L |
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O the Hawthorn is a Queen | H |
And the daughter of a King | F |
And amidst her branches green | H |
'Farewell ' the thrushes sing | F |
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One road it is a red red road | M |
That road to England goes | N |
The battle drums are sounding | F |
The trump of battle blows | N |
And Ireland's sons go forth to fight | O |
Against Red England's foes | N |
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O the Hawthorn is a Queen | H |
And the daughter of a King | F |
And within her heart of green | H |
The mournful thrushes sing | F |
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One road it is a quiet road | M |
They travel it full slow | B |
Their eyes are filled with sorrow | B |
The silent folk who go | B |
To where the Stones of Silence | P |
Are shining row on row | B |
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O the Hawthorn is a Queen | H |
And a Lady fair and grand | Q |
And the thrushes sing the keen | H |
Of the Dead in Ireland | A |
Victor James Daley
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