The Shepherd's Dream: Or, Fairies' Masquerade Poem Rhyme Scheme

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I had folded my flock and my heart was o'erflowing	A
I loiter'd beside the small lake on the heath	B
The red sun though down left his drapery glowing	A
And no sound was stirring I heard not a breath	C
I sat on the turf but I meant not to sleep	D
And gazed o'er that lake which for ever is new	E
Where clouds over clouds appear'd anxious to peep	D
From this bright double sky with its pearl and its blue	E
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Forgetfulness rather than slumber it seem'd	F
When in infinite thousands the fairies arose	G
All over the heath and their tiny crests gleam'd	F
In mock'ry of soldiers our friends and our foes	G
There a stripling went forth half a finger's length high	H
And led a huge host to the north with a dash	I
Silver birds upon poles went before their wild cry	H
While the monarch look'd forward adjusting his sash	I
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Soon after a terrible bonfire was seen	J
The dwellings of fairies went down in their ire	K
But from all I remember I never could glean	J
Why the woodstack was burnt or who set it on fire	L
The flames seem'd to rise o'er a deluge of snow	M
That buried its thousands the rest ran away	N
For the hero had here overstrain'd his long bow	O
Yet he honestly own'd the mishap of the day	N
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Then the fays of the north like a hailstorm came on	P
And follow'd him down to the lake in a riot	Q
Where they found a large stone which they fix'd him upon	P
And threaten'd and coax'd him and bade him be quiet	Q
He that couquer'd them all was to conquer no more	R
But the million beheld he could conquer alone	S
After resting awhile he leap'd boldly on shore	R
When away ran a fay that had mounted his throne	S
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'Twas pleasant to see how they stared how they scamper'd	T
By furze bush by fern by no obstacle stay'd	U
And the few that held council were terribly hamper'd	T
For some were vindictive and some were afraid	U
I saw they were dress'd for a masquerade train	V
Colour'd rags upon sticks they all brandish'd in view	E
And of such idle things they seem'd mightily vain	V
Though they nothing display'd but a bird split in two	E
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Then out rush'd the stripling in battle array	N
And both sides determined to fight and to maul	W
Death rattled his jawbones to see such a fray	N
And glory personified laugh'd at them all	W
Here he fail'd hence he fled with a few for his sake	A
And leap'd into a cockle shell floating hard by	H
It sail'd to an isle in the midst of the lake	A
Where they mock'd fallen greatness and left him to die	H
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Meanwhile the north fairies stood round in a ring	A
Supporting his rival on guns and on spears	X
Who though not a soldier was robed like a king	A
Yet some were exulting and some were in tears	Y
A lily triumphantly floated above	Z
The crowd press'd and wrangling was heard through the whole	A2
Some soldiers look'd surly some citizens strove	B2
To hoist the old nightcap on liberty's pole	A2
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But methought in my dream some bewail'd him that fell	C2
And liked not his victors so gallant so clever	L
Till a fairy stepp'd forward and blew through a shell	C2
Bear misfortune with firmness you'll triumph for ever	L
I woke at the sound all in silence alone	S
The moor hens were floating like specks on a glass	D2
The dun clouds were spreading the vision was gone	E2
And my dog scamper'd round 'midst the dew on the grass	D2
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I took up my staff as a knight would his lance	F2
And said Here 's my sceptre my baton my spear	G2
And there's my prime minister far in advance	F2
Who serves me with truth for his food by the year	G2
So I slept without care till the dawning of day	N
Then trimm'd up my woodbines and whistled amain	E2
My minister heard as he bounded away	N
And we led forth our sheep to their pastures again	E2
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Scorch'd by the shadeless sun on Indian plains	H2
Mellow'd by age by wants and toils and pains	H2
Those toils still lengthen'd when he reach'd that shore	R
Where Spain's bright mountains heard the cannons roar	R
A pension'd veteran doom'd no more to roam	I2
With glowing heart thus sung the joys of home	I2

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