Pleasures Of Fancy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEFGHGHH

A path old tree goes by thee crooking onA
And through this little gate that claps and bangsB
Against thy rifted trunk what steps hath goneC
Though but a lonely way yet mystery hangsB
Oer crowds of pastoral scenes recordless hereD
The boy might climb the nest in thy young boughsE
That's slept half an eternity in fearF
The herdsman may have left his startled cowsE
For shelter when heaven's thunder voice was nearF
Here too the woodman on his wallet laidG
For pillow may have slept an hour awayH
And poet pastoral lover of the shadeG
Here sat and mused half some long summer dayH
While some old shepherd listened to the layH

John Clare



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