Adieu To Belshanny Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BBCCDDEE FFGGFHEE IIJJFFEE KKLLMMEE EENNOOEE PPKKEEEE JJEEEEEE QQRRKKEE SSEETTEE UUJJIIEE

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Adieu to Belashanny where I was bred and bornB
Go where I may I'll think of you as sure as night and mornB
The kindly spot the friendly town where every one is knownC
And not a face in all the place but partly seems my ownC
There's not a house or window there's not a field or hillD
But east or west in foreign lands I recollect them stillD
I leave my warm heart with you tho' my back I'm forced to turnE
Adieu to Belashanny and the winding banks of ErneE
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No more on pleasant evenings we'll saunter down the MallF
When the trout is rising to the fly the salmon to the fallF
The boat comes straining on her net and heavily she creepsG
Cast off cast off she feels the oars and to her berth she sweepsG
Now fore and aft keep hauling and gathering up the clewF
Till a silver wave of salmon rolls in among the crewH
Then they may sit with pipes a lit and many a joke and 'yarn'E
Adieu to Belashanny and the winding banks of ErneE
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The music of the waterfall the mirror of the tideI
When all the green hill'd harbour is full from side to sideI
From Portnasun to Bulliebawns and round the Abbey BayJ
From rocky inis saimer to Coolnargit sand hills grayJ
While far upon the southern line to guard it like a wallF
The Leitrim mountains clothed in blue gaze calmly over allF
And watch the ship sail up or down the red flag at her sternE
Adieu to these adieu to all the winding banks of ErneE
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Farewell to you Kildoney lads and them that pull on oarK
A lug sail set or haul a net from the Point to MullaghmoreK
From Killybegs to bold Slieve League that ocean Mountain steepL
Six hundred yards in air aloft six hundred in the deepL
From Dooran to the Fairy Bridge and round by Tullen StrandM
Level and long and white with waves where gull and Curlew standM
Head out to sea when on your lee the breakers you DiscernE
Adieu to all the billowy coast and winding banks ofErneE
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Farewell Coolmore Bundoran And your summercrowds that runE
From inland homes to see with joy th'Atlantic setting sunE
To breathe the buoyant salted air and sport among the wavesN
To gather shells on sandy beach and tempt the gloomy cavesN
To watch the flowing ebbing tide the boats the crabs The fishO
Young men and maids to meet and smile and form a tender wishO
The sick and old in search of health for all things have their turnE
And I must quit my native shore and the winding banks of ErneE
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Farewell to every white cascade from the Harbour to BelleekP
And every pool where fins may rest and ivy shaded creekP
The sloping fields the lofty rocks where ash and holly growK
The one split yew tree gazing on the curving flood belowK
The Lough that winds through islands under Turaw mountain greenE
And Castle Caldwell's stretching woods with tranquil bays betweenE
And Breesie Hill and many a pond among the heath and fernE
For I must say adieu adieu to the winding banks of ErneE
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The thrush will call through Camlin groves the live long summer dayJ
The waters run by mossy cliff and banks with wild flowers gayJ
The girls will bring their work and sing beneath a twisted thornE
Or stray with sweethearts down the path among growing cornE
Along the river side they go where I have often beenE
O never shall I see again the days that I have seenE
A thousand chances are to one I never may returnE
Adieu to Belashanny and the winding banks of ErneE
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Adieu to evening dances when merry neighbours meetQ
And the fiddle says to boys and girls Get up shake your feetQ
To 'shanachus' and wise old talk of Erin's gone byR
Who trench'd the rath on such a hill and where the bones may lieR
Of saint or king or warrior chief with tales of fairy powerK
And tender ditties sweetly sung to pass the twilight hourK
The mournful song of exile is now for me to learnE
Adieu my dear companions on the winding banks of ErneE
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Now measure from the Commons down to each end of the PurtS
Round the Abbey Moy and Knather I wish no one any hurtS
The Main Street Back Street College Lane the Mall and PortnasunE
If any foes of mine are there I pardon every oneE
I hope that man and womankind will do the same by meT
For my heart is sore and heavy at voyaging the seaT
My loving friends I'll bear in mind and often fondly turnE
To think of Belashanny and the winding banks of ErneE
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If ever I'm a money'd man I mean please God to castU
My golden anchor in the place where youthful years were pass'dU
Though heads that now are black and brown must meanwhile gather grayJ
New faces rise by every hearth and old ones drop awayJ
Yet dearer still that Irish hill than all the world besideI
It's home sweet home where'er I roam through lands and waters wideI
And if the Lord allows me I surely will returnE
To my native Belashanny and the winding banks of ErneE

William Allingham



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