Wanderers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DCEC FGHG IBJB KLHMNL OPOP QRSG CCCC CCCC TCTC UBUB VACWXY| As o'er the hill we roam'd at will | A |
| My dog and I together | B |
| We mark'd a chaise by two bright bays | C |
| Slow moved along the heather | B |
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| Two bays arch neck'd with tails erect | D |
| And gold upon their blinkers | C |
| And by their side an ass I spied | E |
| It was a travelling tinker's | C |
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| The chaise went by nor aught cared I | F |
| Such things are not in my way | G |
| I turn'd me to the tinker who | H |
| Was loafing down a by way | G |
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| I ask'd him where he lived a stare | I |
| Was all I got in answer | B |
| As on he trudged I rightly judged | J |
| The stare said Where I can sir | B |
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| I ask'd him if he'd take a whiff | K |
| Of 'bacco he acceded | L |
| He grew communicative too | H |
| A pipe was all he needed | M |
| Till of the tinker's life I think | N |
| I knew as much as he did | L |
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| I loiter down by thorp and town | O |
| For any job I'm willing | P |
| Take here and there a dusty brown | O |
| And here and there a shilling | P |
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| I deal in every ware in turn | Q |
| I've rings for buddin' Sally | R |
| That sparkle like those eyes of her'n | S |
| I've liquor for the valet | G |
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| I steal from th' parson's strawberry plots | C |
| I hide by th' squire's covers | C |
| I teach the sweet young housemaids what's | C |
| The art of trapping lovers | C |
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| The things I've done 'neath moon and stars | C |
| Have got me into messes | C |
| I've seen the sky through prison bars | C |
| I've torn up prison dresses | C |
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| I've sat I've sigh'd I've gloom'd I've glanced | T |
| With envy at the swallows | C |
| That through the window slid and danced | T |
| Quite happy round the gallows | C |
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| But out again I come and show | U |
| My face nor care a stiver | B |
| For trades are brisk and trades are slow | U |
| But mine goes on for ever | B |
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| Thus on he prattled like a babbling brook | V |
| Then I The sun hath slipt behind the hill | A |
| And my aunt Vivian dines at half past six | C |
| So in all love we parted I to the Hall | W |
| They to the village It was noised next noon | X |
| That chickens had been miss'd at Syllabub Farm | Y |
Charles Stuart Calverley
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