Bë©ranger's "ma Vocation" Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHGHIEIE JKJKLELE MKMKDEFE NONOPEPE| Misery is my lot | A |
| Poverty and pain | B |
| Ill was I begot | C |
| Ill must I remain | B |
| Yet the wretched days | D |
| One sweet comfort bring | E |
| When God whispering says | F |
| Sing O singer sing | E |
| - | |
| Chariots rumble by | G |
| Splashing me with mud | H |
| Insolence see I | G |
| Fawn to royal blood | H |
| Solace have I then | I |
| From each galling sting | E |
| In that voice again | I |
| Sing O singer sing | E |
| - | |
| Cowardly at heart | J |
| I am forced to play | K |
| A degraded part | J |
| For its paltry pay | K |
| Freedom is a prize | L |
| For no starving thing | E |
| Yet that small voice cries | L |
| Sing O singer sing | E |
| - | |
| I was young but now | M |
| When I'm old and gray | K |
| Love I know not how | M |
| Or why hath sped away | K |
| Still in winter days | D |
| As in hours of spring | E |
| Still a whisper says | F |
| Sing O singer sing | E |
| - | |
| Ah too well I know | N |
| Song's my only friend | O |
| Patiently I'll go | N |
| Singing to the end | O |
| Comrades to your wine | P |
| Let your glasses ring | E |
| Lo that voice divine | P |
| Whispers Sing oh sing | E |
Eugene Field
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