Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBC DEAAC DDAAC

The old brown thorn trees break in two high over Cummen StrandA
Under a bitter black wind that blows from the left handA
Our courage breaks like an old tree in a black wind and diesB
But we have hidden in our hearts the flame out of the eyesB
Of Cathleen the daughter of HoulihanC
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The wind has bundled up the clouds high over Knock nareaD
And thrown the thunder on the stones for all that Maeve can sayE
Angers that are like noisy clouds have set our hearts abeatA
But we have all bent low and low and kissed the quiet feetA
Of Cathleen the daughter of HoulihanC
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The yellow pool has overflowed high up on Clooth na BareD
For the wet winds are blowing out of the clinging airD
Like heavy flooded waters our bodies and our bloodA
But purer than a tall candle before the Holy RoodA
Is Cathleen the daughter of HoulihanC

William Butler Yeats



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