Bokardo Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDDDC EFEFGGGF HIHIJJJI KLKMNNNL OPOPDDDP QRQSTTDS UDUDVVVD DDDDWWWD DDDDXXYD ZA2ZKB2C2C2A2 DDDDD2D2D2D ADADE2E2E2D F2G2H2I2DDDJ2 DDDDDDDD TK2TK2B2C2B2K2Well Bokardo here we are | A |
Make yourself at home | B |
Look around you haven't far | A |
To look and why be dumb | C |
Not the place that used to be | D |
Not so many things to see | D |
But there's room for you and me | D |
And you you've come | C |
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Talk a little or if not | E |
Show me with a sign | F |
Why it was that you forgot | E |
What was yours and mine | F |
Friends I gather are small things | G |
In an age when coins are kings | G |
Even at that one hardly flings | G |
Friends before swine | F |
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Rather strong I knew as much | H |
For it made you speak | I |
No offense to swine as such | H |
But why this hide and seek | I |
You have something on your side | J |
And you wish you might have died | J |
So you tell me And you tried | J |
One night last week | I |
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You tried hard And even then | K |
Found a time to pause | L |
When you try as hard again | K |
You'll have another cause | M |
When you find yourself at odds | N |
With all dreamers of all gods | N |
You may smite yourself with rods | N |
But not the laws | L |
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Though they seem to show a spite | O |
Rather devilish | P |
They move on as with a might | O |
Stronger than your wish | P |
Still however strong they be | D |
They bide man's authority | D |
Xerxes when he flogged the sea | D |
May've scared a fish | P |
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It's a comfort if you like | Q |
To keep honor warm | R |
But as often as you strike | Q |
The laws you do no harm | S |
To the laws I mean To you | T |
That's another point of view | T |
One you may as well indue | D |
With some alarm | S |
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Not the most heroic face | U |
To present I grant | D |
Nor will you insure disgrace | U |
By fearing what you want | D |
Freedom has a world of sides | V |
And if reason once derides | V |
Courage then your courage hides | V |
A deal of cant | D |
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Learn a little to forget | D |
Life was once a feast | D |
You aren't fit for dying yet | D |
So don't be a beast | D |
Few men with a mind will say | W |
Thinking twice that they can pay | W |
Half their debts of yesterday | W |
Or be released | D |
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There's a debt now on your mind | D |
More than any gold | D |
And there's nothing you can find | D |
Out there in the cold | D |
Only what's his name Remorse | X |
And Death riding on his horse | X |
Well be glad there's nothing worse | Y |
Than you have told | D |
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Leave Remorse to warm his hands | Z |
Outside in the rain | A2 |
As for Death he understands | Z |
And he will come again | K |
Therefore till your wits are clear | B2 |
Flourish and be quiet here | C2 |
But a devil at each ear | C2 |
Will be a strain | A2 |
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Past a doubt they will indeed | D |
More than you have earned | D |
I say that because you need | D |
Ablution being burned | D |
Well if you must have it so | D2 |
Your last flight went rather low | D2 |
Better say you had to know | D2 |
What you have learned | D |
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And that's over Here you are | A |
Battered by the past | D |
Time will have his little scar | A |
But the wound won't last | D |
Nor shall harrowing surprise | E2 |
Find a world without its eyes | E2 |
If a star fades when the skies | E2 |
Are overcast | D |
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God knows there are lives enough | F2 |
Crushed and too far gone | G2 |
Longer to make sermons of | H2 |
And those we leave alone | I2 |
Others if they will may rend | D |
The worn patience of a friend | D |
Who though smiling sees the end | D |
With nothing done | J2 |
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But your fervor to be free | D |
Fled the faith it scorned | D |
Death demands a decency | D |
Of you and you are warned | D |
But for all we give we get | D |
Mostly blows Don't be upset | D |
You Bokardo are not yet | D |
Consumed or mourned | D |
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There'll be falling into view | T |
Much to rearrange | K2 |
And there'll be a time for you | T |
To marvel at the change | K2 |
They that have the least to fear | B2 |
Question hardest what is here | C2 |
When long hidden skies are clear | B2 |
The stars look strange | K2 |
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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