Cheer Up, My Mates Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDECFFCGHHIIIIJKJ| Sitting and drinking in the chair made out of the relics | A |
| of Sir Francis Drake's ship | B |
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| Cheer up my mates the wind does fairly blow | C |
| Clap on more sail and never spare | D |
| Farewell all lands for now we are | E |
| In the wide sea of drink and merrily we go | C |
| Bless me 'tis hot another bowl of wine | F |
| And we shall cut the burning Line | F |
| Hey boys she scuds away and by my head I know | C |
| We round the world are sailing now | G |
| What dull men are those who tarry at home | H |
| When abroad they might wantonly roam | H |
| And gain such experience and spy too | I |
| Such countries and wonders as I do | I |
| But pr'ythee good pilot take heed what you do | I |
| And fail not to touch at Peru | I |
| With gold there the vessel we'll store | J |
| And never and never be poor | K |
| No never be poor any more | J |
Abraham Cowley
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