Robin And Harry.[1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDBBBBEEBBBBBB FGHHIJJJJJBBKKLMJJBB KKBBGCJBNNOOJJRobin to beggars with a curse | A |
Throws the last shilling in his purse | A |
And when the coachman comes for pay | B |
The rogue must call another day | B |
Grave Harry when the poor are pressing | C |
Gives them a penny and God's blessing | C |
But always careful of the main | D |
With twopence left walks home in rain | D |
Robin from noon to night will prate | B |
Run out in tongue as in estate | B |
And ere a twelvemonth and a day | B |
Will not have one new thing to say | B |
Much talking is not Harry's vice | E |
He need not tell a story twice | E |
And if he always be so thrifty | B |
His fund may last to five and fifty | B |
It so fell out that cautious Harry | B |
As soldiers use for love must marry | B |
And with his dame the ocean cross'd | B |
All for Love or the World well Lost | B |
Repairs a cabin gone to ruin | F |
Just big enough to shelter two in | G |
And in his house if anybody come | H |
Will make them welcome to his modicum | H |
Where Goody Julia milks the cows | I |
And boils potatoes for her spouse | J |
Or darns his hose or mends his breeches | J |
While Harry's fencing up his ditches | J |
Robin who ne'er his mind could fix | J |
To live without a coach and six | J |
To patch his broken fortunes found | B |
A mistress worth five thousand pound | B |
Swears he could get her in an hour | K |
If gaffer Harry would endow her | K |
And sell to pacify his wrath | L |
A birth right for a mess of broth | M |
Young Harry as all Europe knows | J |
Was long the quintessence of beaux | J |
But when espoused he ran the fate | B |
That must attend the married state | B |
From gold brocade and shining armour | K |
Was metamorphosed to a farmer | K |
His grazier's coat with dirt besmear'd | B |
Nor twice a week will shave his beard | B |
Old Robin all his youth a sloven | G |
At fifty two when he grew loving | C |
Clad in a coat of paduasoy | J |
A flaxen wig and waistcoat gay | B |
Powder'd from shoulder down to flank | N |
In courtly style addresses Frank | N |
Twice ten years older than his wife | O |
Is doom'd to be a beau for life | O |
Supplying those defects by dress | J |
Which I must leave the world to guess | J |
Jonathan Swift
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