Market Women-s Cries Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCCDDEFGG H IIIJJDDKKLLMJJM N OOOPPQQRRAPPLES | A |
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COME buy my fine wares | B |
Plums apples and pears | B |
A hundred a penny | C |
In conscience too many | C |
Come will you have any | C |
My children are seven | D |
I wish them in Heaven | D |
My husband s a sot | E |
With his pipe and his pot | F |
Not a farthen will gain them | G |
And I must maintain them | G |
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ONIONS | H |
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Come follow me by the smell | I |
Here are delicate onions to sell | I |
I promise to use you well | I |
They make the blood warmer | J |
You ll feed like a farmer | J |
For this is every cook s opinion | D |
No savoury dish without an onion | D |
But lest your kissing should be spoiled | K |
Your onions must be thoroughly boiled | K |
Or else you may spare | L |
Your mistress a share | L |
The secret will never be known | M |
She cannot discover | J |
The breath of her lover | J |
But think it as sweet as her own | M |
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HERRINGS | N |
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Be not sparing | O |
Leave off swearing | O |
Buy my herring | O |
Fresh from Malahide | P |
Better never was tried | P |
Come eat them with pure fresh butter and mustard | Q |
Their bellies are soft and as white as a custard | Q |
Come sixpence a dozen to get me some bread | R |
Or like my own herrings I soon shall be dead | R |
Jonathan Swift
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