Oh Who Is That Young Sinner Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCBB DDBB EEBB

Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wristsA
And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fistsA
And wherefore is he wearing such a conscience stricken airB
Oh they're taking him to prison for the color of his hairB
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'Tis a shame to human nature such a head of hair as hisC
In the good old time 'twas hanging for the color that it isC
Though hanging isn't bad enough and flaying would be fairB
For the nameless and abominable color of his hairB
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Oh a deal of pains he's taken and a pretty price he's paidD
To hide his poll or dye it of a mentionable shadeD
But they've pulled the beggar's hat off for the world to see and stareB
And they're taking him to justice for the color of his hairB
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Now 'tis oakum for his fingers and the treadmill for his feetE
And the quarry gang on Portland in the cold and in the heatE
And between his spells of labor in the time he has to spareB
He can curse the God that made him for the color of his hairB

Alfred Edward Housman



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