The "medical Spring." Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDD A EEFFGG A HHIIGG| I | A |
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| Let tipplers all boast of the pleasure divine | B |
| That is found in old whisky in beer and in wine | B |
| But what are all those to a feller who knows | C |
| Where the Medical Spring in its purity flows | C |
| And has knelt at its brink and just drank his fill | D |
| Of the clear sparkling fluid from Nature's own still | D |
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| II | A |
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| How often I've strayed on a hot Summer's day | E |
| Where it gurgles and gushes then flows on its way | E |
| With a ripple as sweet as the music that died | F |
| When the tones of loved voices are to us denied | F |
| And mirrored my face in the Medical Spring | G |
| Where the beetling old cliffs their cool shadows fling | G |
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| III | A |
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| Not riches nor honors nor place do I crave | H |
| Ere they lay me at last to rest in the grave | H |
| But oh let me hear its music once more | I |
| And drink from its depths while I kneel on its shore | I |
| Then bear me away on the Death Angel's wing | G |
| While my lips are yet moist from the Medical Spring | G |
George W. Doneghy
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