The Ass Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CC DD EE FF GG HH II JJ KK LL MM NN OO PP

I woke and rose and slipt awayA
To the heathery hills in the morning greyA
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In a field where the dew lay cold and deepB
I met an ass new roused from sleepB
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I stroked his nose and I tickled his earsC
And spoke soft words to quiet his fearsC
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His eyes stared into the eyes of meD
And he kissed my hands of his courtesyD
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O big brown brother out of the wasteE
How do thistles for breakfast tasteE
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And do you rejoice in the dawn divineF
With a heart that is glad no less than mineF
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For brother the depth of your gentle eyesG
Is strange and mystic as the skiesG
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What are the thoughts that grope behindH
Down in the mist of a donkey mindH
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Can it be true as the wise men tellI
That you are a mask of God as wellI
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And as in us so in you no lessJ
Speaks the eternal LovelinessJ
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And words of the lips that all things knowK
Among the thoughts of a donkey goK
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However it be O four foot brotherL
Fair to day is the earth our motherL
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God send you peace and delight thereofM
And all green meat of the waste you loveM
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And guard you well from violent menN
Who d put you back in the shafts againN
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But the ass had far too wise a headO
To answer one of the things I saidO
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So he twitched his fair ears up and downP
And turned to nuzzle his shoulder brownP

Clive Staples Lewis



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