Form IV — Séadna (SHAY-dnah)
Lyrate=leaf
A popular figure in Irish lore
The Pirate Queen Grace O’Malley
Tiers= 1 syllable PS syllable counts it as 2
Earthen motte mounds and bailey burg Sludge strongholds severed for siege Norman castles cut of stone surge Vowed vassals, the lords of liege Round refuge tower of ashlar Lured strums of Celtic cither While they tend to tiers of mortar Howling high waters hither Gemlike blades grassy shades of green Sailing seas beckon smartly Hair to partly pare ployed the teen Pirate Queen awaits Bartley Homeland hush weave no words but mum Forum flouters of gainsay Dark Lady of Doona they hum Legend of the Blacksod Bay Fortress chieftain forges her case Ní Grace unbowed by Bingham Royalty rises face to face Let them lie Ó Máille clan Lyrate luck of her Irish pride Aside vassal villeins sought Herstory harmonized resides, ‘pon castles cloaked earthen motte
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