The Lay For The Troubled Golfer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCC DEFF G HHFF IIJJF| d rage | A |
| And the things he muttered were much too strong for the ink of the printed page I found him there when the dusk came down in his golf clothes still was he | B |
| And his clubs were strewn around his feet as he told his grief to me | B |
| 'I'd an easy five for a seventy nine in sight of the golden goal | C |
| An easy five and I took an eight an eight on the eighteenth hole | C |
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| 'I've dreamed my dreams of the seventy men ' and I've worked year after year | D |
| I have vowed I would stand with the chosen few ere the end of my golf career I've cherished the thought of a seventy score and the days have come and gone And I've never been close to the golden goal my heart was set upon | E |
| But today I stood on the eighteenth tee and counted that score of mine | F |
| And my pulses raced with the thrill of joy I'd a five for seventy nine | F |
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| 'I can kick the ball from the eighteenth tee and get this hole in five | G |
| Bit I took the wood and I tried to cross that ditch with a mighty drive ' | - |
| Let us end the quotes it is best for all to imagine his language rich | H |
| But he topped that ball as we often do and the pill stopped in the ditch | H |
| His third was short and his fourth was bad and his fifth was off the line | F |
| And he took an eight on the eighteenth hole with a five for a seventy nine | F |
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| I gathered his clubs and I took his arm and alone in the locker room | I |
| I left him sitting upon the bench a picture of grief and gloom | I |
| And the last man came and took his shower and hurried upon his way | J |
| But still he sat with his head bowed down like one with a mind astray | J |
| And he counted his score card o'er and o'er and muttered this doleful whine | F |
| 'I took an eight on the eighteenth hole with a five for a seventy nine ' | - |
Edgar Albert Guest
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