Effusion. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFGHHIIJJKKLL MMNOPPKKHQLLKKRRKKSS TTKKUUVVKKWXWX| Ah little did I think in time that's past | A |
| By summer burnt or numb'd by winter's blast | A |
| Delving the ditch a livelihood to earn | B |
| Or lumping corn out in a dusty barn | C |
| With aching bones returning home at night | D |
| And sitting down with weary hand to write | D |
| Ah little did I think as then unknown | E |
| Those artless rhymes I even blush'd to own | E |
| Would be one day applauded and approv'd | F |
| By learning notic'd and by genius lov'd | G |
| God knows my hopes were many but my pain | H |
| Damp'd all the prospect which I hop'd to gain | H |
| I hardly dar'd to hope Thou corner chair | I |
| In which I've oft slung back in deep despair | I |
| Hadst thou expression thou couldst easy tell | J |
| The pains and all that I have known too well | J |
| 'Twould be but sorrow's tale yet still 'twould be | K |
| A tale of truth and passing sweet to me | K |
| How oft upon my hand I've laid my head | L |
| And thought how poverty deform'd our shed | L |
| Look'd on each parent's face I fain had cheer'd | M |
| Where sorrow triumph'd and pale want appear'd | M |
| And sigh'd and hop'd and wish'd some day would come | N |
| When I might bring a blessing to their home | O |
| That toil and merit comforts had in store | P |
| To bid the tear defile their cheeks no more | P |
| Who that has feelings would not wish to be | K |
| A friend to parents such as mine to me | K |
| Who in distress broke their last crust in twain | H |
| And though rant pinch'd the remnant broke again | Q |
| And still if craving of their scanty bread | L |
| Gave their last mouthful that I might be fed | L |
| Nor for their own wants tear drops follow'd free | K |
| Worse anguish stung they had no more for me | K |
| And now hope's sun is looking brighter out | R |
| And spreading thin the clouds of fear and doubt | R |
| That long in gloomy sad suspense to me | K |
| Hid the long waited smiles I wish'd to see | K |
| And now my parents helping you is sweet | S |
| The rudest havoc fortune could complete | S |
| A piteous couple little blest with friends | T |
| Where pain and poverty have had their ends | T |
| I'll be thy crutch my father lean on me | K |
| Weakness knits stubborn while its bearing thee | K |
| And hard shall fall the shock of fortune's frown | U |
| To eke thy sorrows ere it breaks me down | U |
| My mother too thy kindness shall be met | V |
| And ere I'm able will I pay the debt | V |
| For what thou'st done and what gone through for me | K |
| My last earn'd sixpence will I break with thee | K |
| And when my dwindled sum won't more divide | W |
| Then take it all to fate I'll leave the rest | X |
| In helping thee I'll always feel a pride | W |
| Nor think I'm happy till ye both are blest | X |
John Clare
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