The Gipsy's Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBDBD EFFFGBGB HIHIFBFB FJFJKFKF BLBLMNON PBPBQFQF DBDBRFRF FSTSUBUB VWVWXKXK JFJFIBIB

The gipsy's life is a merry lifeA
And ranting boys we beB
We pay to none or rent or taxC
And live untith'd and freeB
None care for us for none care weB
And where we list we roamD
And merry boys we gipsies beB
Though the wild woods are our homeD
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And come what will brings no dismayE
Our minds are ne'er perplextF
For if to day is a swaly dayF
We meet with luck the nextF
And thus we sing and kiss our matesG
While our chorus still shall beB
Bad luck to tyrant magistratesG
And the gipsies' camp still freeB
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To mend old pans and bottom chairsH
Around the towns we trampI
Then a day or two our purse repairsH
And plenty fills our campI
And our song we sing and our fiddles soundF
Their catgut harmonyB
While echo fills the woods aroundF
With gipsy libertyB
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The green grass is our softest bedF
The sun our clock we callJ
The nightly sky hangs over headF
Our curtains house and allJ
Tho' houseless while the wild winds blowK
Our joys are uncontroll'dF
We barefoot dance through Winter's snowK
When others die with coldF
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Our maidens they are fond and freeB
And lasting are their charmsL
Brown as the berry on the treeB
No sun their beauty harmsL
Their beauties are no garden bloomsM
That fade before they flowerN
Unshelter'd where the tempest comesO
They smile in sun and showerN
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And they are wild as the woodland hareP
That feeds on the evening leaB
And what care we for ladies fairP
Since ours are fond and freeB
False hearts hide in a lily skinQ
But ours are coarse and fondF
No parson's fetters link us inQ
Our love's a stronger bondF
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Tho' wild woods are our house and homeD
'T is a home of libertyB
Free as the Summer clouds we roamD
And merry boys we beB
We dance and sing the year alongR
And loud our fiddles playF
And no day goes without its songR
While every month is MayF
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The hare that haunts the fallow groundF
And round the common feedsS
The fox that tracks the woodland boundsT
And in the thicket breedsS
These are the neighbours where we dwellU
And all the guests we seeB
That share and love the quiet wellU
Of gipsy libertyB
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The elements are grown our friendsV
And leave our huts aloneW
The thunder bolt that shakes and rendsV
The cotter's house of stoneW
Flies harmless by the blanket roofX
Where the winds may burst and blowK
For our camps tho' thin are tempest proofX
We reck not rain and snowK
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May the lot we've met our lives befallJ
And nothing worse attendF
So here's success to gipsies allJ
And every gipsy's friendF
And while the ass that bears our campI
Can find a common freeB
Around old England's heaths we'll trampI
In gipsy libertyB

John Clare



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