P-eng-ya Road Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CD EF GH IJ CF IK LM NO JP QR GS JT UV WX YZ JA2 FJ WW OM B2J C2D2 E2F2 CG2 H2KI remember fleeing the rebels | A |
through dangerous northern canyons | B |
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the midnight moon shining bright | C |
on narrow P eng ya Road | D |
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So poor we went on foot | E |
we were embarrassed meeting strangers | F |
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A few birds sang in the valleys | G |
but we met no one returning | H |
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My daughter was so starved she bit me | I |
she screamed her painful hunger | J |
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I damped her mouth shut tight | C |
fearful of wolves and tigers | F |
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She struggled hard against me | I |
she cried and cried | K |
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My son was sympathetic | L |
and searched the wilds for food | M |
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Then five days of heavy rain arrived | N |
and we trudged through freezing mud | O |
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We had no coats no shelter | J |
we were dressed in cold wet clothes | P |
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Struggling struggling we made | Q |
but a mile or two each day | R |
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We ate wild fruits and berries | G |
and branches made our roof | S |
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Mornings we slogged through water | J |
evenings we searched for skyline smoke | T |
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We stopped at a marsh | U |
to prepare our climb to the pass | V |
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and met a Mr Sun | W |
whose standards are high as clouds | X |
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We came through the dark | Y |
and lamps were lit gates opening before us | Z |
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Servants brought warm water | J |
so we could bathe our aching feet | A2 |
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They hung paper banners | F |
in our honor | J |
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Mrs Sun came out with all her children | W |
They wept for our condition | W |
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My children slept exhausted | O |
until we roused them with food | M |
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Our host took a vow | B2 |
he d always remain my brother | J |
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His home was made our home | C2 |
to provide for every comfort | D2 |
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Who could imagine in such troubled times | E2 |
he d bare his heart and soul | F2 |
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A year has passed since that fated night | C |
The Barbarians still wage war | G2 |
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If I had the wings of the wild goose | H2 |
I d fly to be at his side | K |
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