The Water Of Gold Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CBCB DEDE FGFH IJIJ KLKL LMLM NONO| Buy who'll buy In the market place | A |
| Out of the market din and clatter | B |
| The quack with his puckered persuasive face | A |
| Patters away in the ancient patter | B |
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| Buy who'll buy In this flask I hold | C |
| In this little flask that I tap with my stick Sir | B |
| Is the famed infallible Water of Gold | C |
| The One Original True Elixir | B |
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| Buy who'll buy There's a maiden there | D |
| She with the ell long flaxen tresses | E |
| Here is a draught that will make you fair | D |
| Fit for an emperor's own caresses | E |
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| Buy who'll buy Are you old and gray | F |
| Drink but of this and in less than a minute | G |
| Lo you will dance like the flowers in May | F |
| Chirp and chirk like a new fledged linnet | H |
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| Buy who'll buy Is a baby ill | I |
| Drop but a drop of this in his throttle | J |
| Straight he will gossip and gorge his fill | I |
| Brisk as a burgher over a bottle | J |
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| Here is wealth for your life if you will but ask | K |
| Here is health for your limb without lint or lotion | L |
| Here is all that you lack in this tiny flask | K |
| And the price is a couple of silver groschen | L |
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| Buy who'll buy So the tale runs on | L |
| And still in the great world's market places | M |
| The Quack with his quack catholicon | L |
| Finds ever his crowd of upturned faces | M |
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| For he plays on our hearts with his pipe and drum | N |
| On our vague regret on our weary yearning | O |
| For he sells the thing that never can come | N |
| Or the thing that has vanished past returning | O |
Henry Austin Dobson
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