Farm Breakfast Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEEFFGGHH

Maids shout to breakfast in a merry strifeA
And the cat runs to hear the whetted knifeA
And dogs are ever in the way to watchB
The mouldy crust and falling bone to catchC
The wooden dishes round in haste are setD
And round the table all the boys are metD
All know their own save Hodge who would be firstE
But every one his master leaves the worstE
On every wooden dish a humble claimF
Two rude cut letters mark the owner's nameF
From every nook the smile of plenty callsG
And rusty flitches decorate the wallsG
Moore's Almanack where wonders never ceaseH
All smeared with candle snuff and bacon greaseH

John Clare



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