Molony-s Lament Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBB BCCDD EFFFFFFFFF FGHGFIFII BFCFFFFFFF BJHJBBBBB BFHFFKFKKK BBFBHGJGGG HHBHHBFBBB| O TIM did you hear of thim Saxons | A |
| And read what the peepers report | B |
| They're goan to recal the Liftinant | B |
| And shut up the Castle and Coort | B |
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| Our desolate counthry of Oireland | B |
| They're bint the blagyards to desthroy | C |
| And now having murdthered our counthry | C |
| They're goin to kill the Viceroy Dear boy | D |
| 'Twas he was our proide and our joy | D |
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| And will we no longer behould him | E |
| Surrounding his carriage in throngs | F |
| As he weaves his cocked hat from the windies | F |
| And smiles to his bould aid de congs | F |
| I liked for to see the young haroes | F |
| All shoining with sthripes and with stars | F |
| A horsing about in the Phaynix | F |
| And winking the girls in the cyars | F |
| Like Mars | F |
| A smokin' their poipes and cigyars | F |
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| Dear Mitchell exoiled to Bermudies | F |
| Your beautiful oilids you'll ope | G |
| And there'll be an abondance of croyin' | H |
| From O'Brine at the Keep of Good Hope | G |
| When they read of this news in the peepers | F |
| Acrass the Atlantical wave | I |
| That the last of the Oirish Liftinints | F |
| Of the oisland of Seents has tuck lave God save | I |
| The Queen she should betther behave | I |
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| And what's to become of poor Dame Sthreet | B |
| And who'll ait the puffs and the tarts | F |
| Whin the Coort of imparial splindor | C |
| From Doblin's sad city departs | F |
| And who'll have the fiddlers and pipers | F |
| When the deuce of a Coort there remains | F |
| And where'll be the bucks and the ladies | F |
| To hire the Coort shuits and the thrains | F |
| In sthrains | F |
| It's thus that ould Erin complains | F |
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| There's Counsellor Flanagan's leedy | B |
| 'Twas she in the Coort didn't fail | J |
| And she wanted a plinty of popplin | H |
| For her dthress and her flounce and her tail | J |
| She bought it of Misthress O'Grady | B |
| Eight shillings a yard tabinet | B |
| But now that the Coort is concluded | B |
| The divvle a yard will she get I bet | B |
| Bedad that she wears the old set | B |
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| There's Surgeon O'Toole and Miss Leary | B |
| They'd daylings at Madam O'Riggs' | F |
| Each year at the dthrawing room sayson | H |
| They mounted the neatest of wigs | F |
| When Spring with its buds and its dasies | F |
| Comes out in her beauty and bloom | K |
| Thim tu'll never think of new jasies | F |
| Becase there is no dthrawing room | K |
| For whom | K |
| They'd choose the expense to ashume | K |
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| There's Alderman Toad and his lady | B |
| 'Twas they gave the Clart and the Poort | B |
| And the poine apples turbots and lobsters | F |
| To feast the Lord Liftinint's Coort | B |
| But now that the quality's goin | H |
| I warnt that the aiting will stop | G |
| And you'll get at the Alderman's teeble | J |
| The devil a bite or a dthrop | G |
| Or chop | G |
| And the butcher may shut up his shop | G |
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| Yes the grooms and the ushers are goin | H |
| And his Lordship the dear honest man | H |
| And the Duchess his eemiable leedy | B |
| And Corry the bould Connellan | H |
| And little Lord Hyde and the childthren | H |
| And the Chewter and Governess tu | B |
| And the servants are packing their boxes | F |
| Oh murther but what shall I due | B |
| Without you | B |
| O Meery with ois of the blue | B |
William Makepeace Thackeray
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