Old Ireland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHH BIJKLMIBAMMNOA| FAR hence amid an isle of wondrous beauty | A |
| Crouching over a grave an ancient sorrowful mother | B |
| Once a queen now lean and tatter'd seated on the ground | C |
| Her old white hair drooping dishevel'd round her shoulders | D |
| At her feet fallen an unused royal harp | E |
| Long silent she too long silent mourning her shrouded hope and | F |
| heir | G |
| Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow because most full of | H |
| love | H |
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| Yet a word ancient mother | B |
| You need crouch there no longer on the cold ground with forehead | I |
| between your knees | J |
| O you need not sit there veil'd in your old white hair so | K |
| dishevel'd | L |
| For know you the one you mourn is not in that grave | M |
| It was an illusion the heir the son you love was not really dead | I |
| The Lord is not dead he is risen again young and strong in another | B |
| country | A |
| Even while you wept there by your fallen harp by the grave | M |
| What you wept for was translated pass'd from the grave | M |
| The winds favor'd and the sea sail'd it | N |
| And now with rosy and new blood | O |
| Moves to day in a new country | A |
Walt Whitman
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