Three Songs To The One Burden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEFGF E EGHIJEKE E LEEEMEJE E A EENEJOEO E PQEQRSEO E ETETEUVU E A WEXEYWEZ E RXA2XB2EIE E XAIAC2JEJ EI | A |
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The Roaring Tinker if you like | B |
But Mannion is my name | C |
And I beat up the common sort | D |
And think it is no shame | C |
The common breeds the common | E |
A lout begets a lout | F |
So when I take on half a score | G |
I knock their heads about | F |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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All Mannions come from Manannan | E |
Though rich on every shore | G |
He never lay behind four walls | H |
He had such character | I |
Nor ever made an iron red | J |
Nor soldered pot or pan | E |
His roaring and his ranting | K |
Best please a wandering man | E |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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Could Crazy Jane put off old age | L |
And ranting time renew | E |
Could that old god rise up again | E |
We'd drink a can or two | E |
And out and lay our leadership | M |
On country and on town | E |
Throw likely couples into bed | J |
And knock the others down | E |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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II | A |
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My name is Henry Middleton | E |
I have a small demesne | E |
A small forgotten house that's set | N |
On a storm bitten green | E |
I scrub its floors and make my bed | J |
I cook and change my plate | O |
The post and garden boy alone | E |
Have keys to my old gate | O |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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Though I have locked my gate on them | P |
I pity all the young | Q |
I know what devil's trade they learn | E |
From those they live among | Q |
Their drink their pitch and toss by day | R |
Their robbery by night | S |
The wisdom of the people's gone | E |
How can the young go straight | O |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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When every Sunday afternoon | E |
On the Green Lands I walk | T |
And wear a coat in fashion | E |
Memories of the talk | T |
Of henwives and of queer old men | E |
Brace me and make me strong | U |
There's not a pilot on the perch | V |
Knows I have lived so long | U |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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III | A |
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Come gather round me players all | W |
Come praise Nineteen Sixteen | E |
Those from the pit and gallery | X |
Or from the painted scene | E |
That fought in the Post Office | Y |
Or round the City Hall | W |
praise every man that came again | E |
Praise every man that fell | Z |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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Who was the first man shot that day | R |
The player Connolly | X |
Close to the City Hall he died | A2 |
Catriage and voice had he | X |
He lacked those years that go with skill | B2 |
But later might have been | E |
A famous a brilliant figure | I |
Before the painted scene | E |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
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Some had no thought of victory | X |
But had gone out to die | A |
That Ireland's mind be greater | I |
Her heart mount up on high | A |
And yet who knows what's yet to come | C2 |
For patrick pearse had said | J |
That in every generation | E |
Must Ireland's blood be shed | J |
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From mountain to mountain ride the fierce horsemen | E |
William Butler Yeats
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