The Ass And His Masters Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCD EEFGHHIIIII JJIKILM NNIIII

A
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A gardener's ass complain'd to DestinyB
Of being made to rise before the dawnC
'The cocks their matins have not sung ' said heB
'Ere I am up and goneC
And all for what To market herbs it seemsD
Fine cause indeed to interrupt my dreams '-
Fate moved by such a prayerE
Sent him a currier's load to bearE
Whose hides so heavy and ill scented wereF
They almost choked the foolish beastG
'I wish me with my former lord ' he saidH
'For then whene'er he turn'd his headH
If on the watch I caughtI
A cabbage leaf which cost me noughtI
But in this horrid place I findI
No chance or windfall of the kindI
Or if indeed I doI
The cruel blows I rue '-
Anon it came to passJ
He was a collier's assJ
Still more complaint 'What now ' said FateI
Quite out of patienceK
'If on this jackass I must waitI
What will become of kings and nationsL
Has none but he aught here to tease himM
Have I no business but to please him '-
And Fate had cause for all are soN
Unsatisfied while here belowN
Our present lot is aye the worstI
Our foolish prayers the skies infestI
Were Jove to grant all we requestI
The din renew'd his head would burstI

Jean De La Fontaine



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