A Loafer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCB DEDEDE DFDFGF HIHIDI DGDGDG JKJKLK MNMNON

I hang about the streets all dayA
At night I hang aboutB
I sleep a little when I mayA
But rise betimes the morning's scoutB
For through the year I always hearC
Afar aloft a ghostly shoutB
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My clothes are worn to threads and loopsD
My skin shows here and thereE
About my face like seaweed droopsD
My tangled beard my tangled hairE
From cavernous and shaggy browsD
My stony eyes untroubled stareE
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I move from eastern wretchednessD
Through Fleet Street and the StrandF
And as the pleasant people pressD
I touch them softly with my handF
Perhaps I know that still I goG
Alive about a living landF
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For far in front the clouds are rivenH
I hear the ghostly cryI
As if a still voice fell from heavenH
To where sea whelmed the drowned folk lieI
In sepulchres no tempest stirsD
And only eyeless things pass byI
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In Piccadilly spirits passD
Oh eyes and cheeks that glowG
Oh strength and comeliness AlasD
The lustrous health is earth I knowG
From shrinking eyes that recogniseD
No brother in my rags and woeG
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I know no handicraft no artJ
But I have conquered fateK
For I have chosen the better partJ
And neither hope nor fear nor hateK
With placid breath on pain and deathL
My certain alms alone I waitK
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And daily nightly comes the callM
The pale unechoing noteN
The faint quot Aha quot sent from the wallM
Of heaven but from no ruddy throatN
Of human breed or seraph's seedO
A phantom voice that cries by roteN

John Davidson



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