Peggy Band Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFGFHDHD IJKJLDLD MNMNODOD PQPQRDSD

O it was a lorn and a dismal nightA
And the storm beat loud and highB
Not a friendly light to guide me rightA
Was there shining in the skyB
When a lonely hut my wanderings metC
Lost in a foreign landD
And I found the dearest friend as yetC
In my lovely Peggy BandD
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O father here's a soldier ladE
And weary he seems to beF
Then welcome in the old man saidG
And she gave her seat to meF
The fire she trimmed and my clothes she driedH
With her own sweet lily handD
And o'er the soldier's lot she sighedH
While I blest my Peggy BandD
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When I told the tale of my wandering yearsI
And the nights unknown to sleepJ
She made excuse to hide her tearsK
And she stole away to weepJ
A pilgrim's blessing I seemed to shareL
As saints of the Holy LandD
And I thought her a guardian angel thereL
Though he called her his Peggy BandD
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The night it passed and the hour to partM
With the morning winged awayN
And I felt an anguish at my heartM
That vainly bid to stayN
I thanked the old man for all he didO
And I took his daughter's handD
But my heart was full and I could not bidO
Farewell to my Peggy BandD
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A blessing on that friendly cotP
Where the soldier found reposeQ
And a blessing be her constant lotP
Who soothed the stranger's woesQ
I turned a last look at the doorR
As she held it in her handD
And my heart ached sore as I crossed the moorS
For to leave my Peggy BandD

John Clare



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