Song For A Highland Drover Returning From England Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCD EEFGHI JJEEKK JJLMEE NNOOEE PLKKJJ QQJ AR

Now fare thee well England no further I'll roamA
But follow my shadow that points the way homeA
Your gay southern Shores shall not tempt me to stayB
For my Maggy's at Home and my Children at playB
Tis this makes my Bonnet set light on my browC
Gives my sinews their strength and my bosom its glowD
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Farewell Mountaineers my companions adieuE
Soon many long miles when I'm severed from youE
I shall miss your white Horns on the brink of the BourneF
And o'er the rough Heaths where you'll never returnG
But in brave English pastures you cannot complainH
While your Drover speeds back to his Maggy againI
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O Tweed gentle Tweed as I pass your green valesJ
More than life more than Love my tir'd Spirit inhalesJ
There Scotland my darling lies full in my viewE
With her bare footed Lasses and Mountains so blueE
To the Mountains away my heart bounds like the HindK
For home is so sweet and my Maggy so kindK
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As day after day I still follow my courseJ
And in fancy trace back every Stream to its sourceJ
Hope cheers me up hills where the road lies beforeL
O'er hills just as high and o'er tracks of wild MoorM
The keen polar Star nightly rising to viewE
But Maggy's my Star just as steady and trueE
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O Ghosts of my Fathers O heroes look downN
Fix my wandering thoughts on your deeds of renownN
For the glory of Scotland reigns warm in my breastO
And fortitude grows both from toil and from restO
May your deeds and your worth be for ever in viewE
And may Maggy bear sons not unworthy of youE
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Love why do you urge me so weary and poorP
I cannot step faster I cannot do moreL
I've pass'd silver Tweed e'en the Tay flows behindK
Yet fatigue I'll disdain my reward I shall findK
Thou sweet smile of innocence thou art my prizeJ
And the joy that will sparkle in Maggy's blue eyesJ
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She'll watch to the southward perhaps she will sighQ
That the way is so long and the Mountains so highQ
Perhaps some huge Rock in the dusk she may seeJ
And will say in her fondness 'That surely is he '-
Good Wife you're deceiv'd I'm still far from my homeA
Go sleep my dear Maggy to morrow I'll comeR

Robert Bloomfield



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