A Lay Of The Links Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBBB BEBEFGHG IJKJLMNM OBPBQABA

It's up and away from our work to dayA
For the breeze sweeps over the downB
And it's hey for a game where the gorse blossoms flameC
And the bracken is bronzing to brownB
With the turf 'neath our tread and the blue overheadD
And the song of the lark in the whinB
There's the flag and the green with the bunkers betweenB
Now will you be over or inB
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The doctor may come and we'll teach him to knowB
A tee where no tannin can lurkE
The soldier may come and we'll promise to showB
Some hazards a soldier may shirkE
The statesman may joke as he tops every strokeF
That at last he is high in his aimsG
And the clubman will stand with a club in his handH
That is worth every club in St James'G
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The palm and the leather come rarely togetherI
Gripping the driver's haftJ
And it's good to feel the jar of the steelK
And the spring of the hickory shaftJ
Why trouble or seek for the praise of a cliqueL
A cleek here is common to allM
And the lie that might sting is a very small thingN
When compared with the lie of the ballM
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Come youth and come age from the study or stageO
From Bar or from Bench high and lowB
A green you must use as a cure for the bluesP
You drive them away as you goB
We're outward bound on a long long roundQ
And it's time to be up and awayA
If worry and sorrow come back with the morrowB
At least we'll be happy to dayA

Arthur Conan Doyle



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