Adieu To Belshanny Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BBCCDDEE FFGGFHEE IIJJFFEE KKLLMMEE EENNOOEE PPKKEEEE JJEEEEEE QQRRKKEE SSEETTEE UUJJIIEEA | |
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Adieu to Belashanny where I was bred and born | B |
Go where I may I'll think of you as sure as night and morn | B |
The kindly spot the friendly town where every one is known | C |
And not a face in all the place but partly seems my own | C |
There's not a house or window there's not a field or hill | D |
But east or west in foreign lands I recollect them still | D |
I leave my warm heart with you tho' my back I'm forced to turn | E |
Adieu to Belashanny and the winding banks of Erne | E |
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No more on pleasant evenings we'll saunter down the Mall | F |
When the trout is rising to the fly the salmon to the fall | F |
The boat comes straining on her net and heavily she creeps | G |
Cast off cast off she feels the oars and to her berth she sweeps | G |
Now fore and aft keep hauling and gathering up the clew | F |
Till a silver wave of salmon rolls in among the crew | H |
Then they may sit with pipes a lit and many a joke and 'yarn' | E |
Adieu to Belashanny and the winding banks of Erne | E |
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The music of the waterfall the mirror of the tide | I |
When all the green hill'd harbour is full from side to side | I |
From Portnasun to Bulliebawns and round the Abbey Bay | J |
From rocky inis saimer to Coolnargit sand hills gray | J |
While far upon the southern line to guard it like a wall | F |
The Leitrim mountains clothed in blue gaze calmly over all | F |
And watch the ship sail up or down the red flag at her stern | E |
Adieu to these adieu to all the winding banks of Erne | E |
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Farewell to you Kildoney lads and them that pull on oar | K |
A lug sail set or haul a net from the Point to Mullaghmore | K |
From Killybegs to bold Slieve League that ocean Mountain steep | L |
Six hundred yards in air aloft six hundred in the deep | L |
From Dooran to the Fairy Bridge and round by Tullen Strand | M |
Level and long and white with waves where gull and Curlew stand | M |
Head out to sea when on your lee the breakers you Discern | E |
Adieu to all the billowy coast and winding banks ofErne | E |
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Farewell Coolmore Bundoran And your summercrowds that run | E |
From inland homes to see with joy th'Atlantic setting sun | E |
To breathe the buoyant salted air and sport among the waves | N |
To gather shells on sandy beach and tempt the gloomy caves | N |
To watch the flowing ebbing tide the boats the crabs The fish | O |
Young men and maids to meet and smile and form a tender wish | O |
The sick and old in search of health for all things have their turn | E |
And I must quit my native shore and the winding banks of Erne | E |
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Farewell to every white cascade from the Harbour to Belleek | P |
And every pool where fins may rest and ivy shaded creek | P |
The sloping fields the lofty rocks where ash and holly grow | K |
The one split yew tree gazing on the curving flood below | K |
The Lough that winds through islands under Turaw mountain green | E |
And Castle Caldwell's stretching woods with tranquil bays between | E |
And Breesie Hill and many a pond among the heath and fern | E |
For I must say adieu adieu to the winding banks of Erne | E |
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The thrush will call through Camlin groves the live long summer day | J |
The waters run by mossy cliff and banks with wild flowers gay | J |
The girls will bring their work and sing beneath a twisted thorn | E |
Or stray with sweethearts down the path among growing corn | E |
Along the river side they go where I have often been | E |
O never shall I see again the days that I have seen | E |
A thousand chances are to one I never may return | E |
Adieu to Belashanny and the winding banks of Erne | E |
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Adieu to evening dances when merry neighbours meet | Q |
And the fiddle says to boys and girls Get up shake your feet | Q |
To 'shanachus' and wise old talk of Erin's gone by | R |
Who trench'd the rath on such a hill and where the bones may lie | R |
Of saint or king or warrior chief with tales of fairy power | K |
And tender ditties sweetly sung to pass the twilight hour | K |
The mournful song of exile is now for me to learn | E |
Adieu my dear companions on the winding banks of Erne | E |
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Now measure from the Commons down to each end of the Purt | S |
Round the Abbey Moy and Knather I wish no one any hurt | S |
The Main Street Back Street College Lane the Mall and Portnasun | E |
If any foes of mine are there I pardon every one | E |
I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me | T |
For my heart is sore and heavy at voyaging the sea | T |
My loving friends I'll bear in mind and often fondly turn | E |
To think of Belashanny and the winding banks of Erne | E |
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If ever I'm a money'd man I mean please God to cast | U |
My golden anchor in the place where youthful years were pass'd | U |
Though heads that now are black and brown must meanwhile gather gray | J |
New faces rise by every hearth and old ones drop away | J |
Yet dearer still that Irish hill than all the world beside | I |
It's home sweet home where'er I roam through lands and waters wide | I |
And if the Lord allows me I surely will return | E |
To my native Belashanny and the winding banks of Erne | E |
William Allingham
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