The Stranger Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBB CDCDEE FCFCGG HIHJCC KLKLCC MNMNCC AKAKOO CACAPP| When trouble haunts me need I sigh | A |
| No rather smile away despair | B |
| For those have been more sad than I | A |
| With burthens more than I could bear | B |
| Aye gone rejoicing under care | B |
| Where I had sunk in black despair | B |
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| When pain disturbs my peace and rest | C |
| Am I a hopeless grief to keep | D |
| When some have slept on torture's breast | C |
| And smiled as in the sweetest sleep | D |
| Aye peace on thorns in faith forgiven | E |
| And pillowed on the hope of heaven | E |
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| Though low and poor and broken down | F |
| Am I to think myself distrest | C |
| No rather laugh where others frown | F |
| And think my being truly blest | C |
| For others I can daily see | G |
| More worthy riches worse than me | G |
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| Aye once a stranger blest the earth | H |
| Who never caused a heart to mourn | I |
| Whose very voice gave sorrow mirth | H |
| And how did earth his worth return | J |
| It spurned him from its lowliest lot | C |
| The meanest station owned him not | C |
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| An outcast thrown in sorrow's way | K |
| A fugitive that knew no sin | L |
| Yet in lone places forced to stray | K |
| Men would not take the stranger in | L |
| Yet peace though much himself he mourned | C |
| Was all to others he returned | C |
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| His presence was a peace to all | M |
| He bade the sorrowful rejoice | N |
| Pain turned to pleasure at his call | M |
| Health lived and issued from his voice | N |
| He healed the sick and sent abroad | C |
| The dumb rejoicing in the Lord | C |
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| The blind met daylight in his eye | A |
| The joys of everlasting day | K |
| The sick found health in his reply | A |
| The cripple threw his crutch away | K |
| Yet he with troubles did remain | O |
| And suffered poverty and pain | O |
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| Yet none could say of wrong he did | C |
| And scorn was ever standing bye | A |
| Accusers by their conscience chid | C |
| When proof was sought made no reply | A |
| Yet without sin he suffered more | P |
| Than ever sinners did before | P |
John Clare
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