The Fishing Cure Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKLKL MBMBNONOThere's nothing that builds up a toil weary soul | A |
Like a day on a stream | B |
Back on the banks of the old fishing hole | A |
Where a fellow can dream | B |
There's nothing so good for a man as to flee | C |
From the city and lie | D |
Full length in the shade of a whispering tree | C |
And gaze at the sky | D |
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Out there where the strife and the greed are forgot | E |
And the struggle for pelf | F |
A man can get rid of each taint and each spot | E |
And clean up himself | F |
He can be what he wanted to be when a boy | G |
If only in dreams | H |
And revel once more in the depths of a joy | G |
That's as real as it seems | H |
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The things that he hates never follow him there | I |
The jar of the street | J |
The rivalries petty the struggling unfair | I |
For the open is sweet | J |
In purity's realm he can rest and be clean | K |
Be he humble or great | L |
And as peaceful his soul may become as the scene | K |
That his eyes contemplate | L |
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It is good for the world that men hunger to go | M |
To the banks of a stream | B |
And weary of sham and of pomp and of show | M |
They have somewhere to dream | B |
For this life would be dreary and sordid and base | N |
Did they not now and then | O |
Seek refreshment and calm in God's wide open space | N |
And come back to be men | O |
Edgar Albert Guest
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