The Maltworm's Madrigal Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABB CDDD EECC DDFF FFDD AAGG

I drink of the Ale of Southwark I drink of the Ale of ChepeA
At noon I dream on the settle at night I cannot sleepA
For my love my love it groweth I waste me all the dayB
And when I see sweet Alison I know not what to sayB
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The sparrow when he spieth his Dear upon the treeC
He beateth to his little wing he chirketh lustilyD
But when I see sweet Alison the words begin to failD
I wot that I shall die of Love an I die not of AleD
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Her lips are like the muscadel her brows are black as inkE
Her eyes are bright as beryl stones that in the tankard winkE
But when she sees me coming she shrilleth out Te HeeC
Fye on thy ruddy nose Cousin what lackest thou of meC
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Fye on thy ruddy nose Cousin Why be thine eyes so smallD
Why go thy legs tap lappetty like men that fear to fallD
Why is thy leathern doublet besmeared with stain and spotF
Go to Thou art no man she saith thou art a Pottle potF
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No man i'faith No man she saith And Pottle pot theretoF
Thou sleepest like our dog all day thou drink'st as fishes doF
I would that I were Tibb the dog he wags at her his tailD
Or would that I were fish in truth and all the sea were AleD
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So I drink of the Ale of Southwark I drink of the Ale of ChepeA
All day I dream in the sunlight I dream and eke I weepA
But little lore of loving can any flagon teachG
For when my tongue is loos d most then most I lose my speechG

Henry Austin Dobson



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