Sketch. - New Year's Day. To Mrs. Dunlop. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDD EEFFGGHHCCIJ KKLMNOPPQQRRSSSTTUUV V WWCX YYZZA2B2| This day Time winds th' exhausted chain | A |
| To run the twelvemonth's length again | B |
| I see the old bald pated follow | C |
| With ardent eyes complexion sallow | C |
| Adjust the unimpair'd machine | D |
| To wheel the equal dull routine | D |
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| The absent lover minor heir | E |
| In vain assail him with their prayer | E |
| Deaf as my friend he sees them press | F |
| Nor makes the hour one moment less | F |
| Will you the Major's with the hounds | G |
| The happy tenants share his rounds | G |
| Coila's fair Rachel's care to day | H |
| And blooming Keith's engaged with Gray | H |
| From housewife cares a minute borrow | C |
| That grandchild's cap will do to morrow | C |
| And join with me a moralizing | I |
| This day's propitious to be wise in | J |
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| First what did yesternight deliver | K |
| Another year is gone for ever | K |
| And what is this day's strong suggestion | L |
| The passing moment's all we rest on | M |
| Rest on for what what do we here | N |
| Or why regard the passing year | O |
| Will time amus'd with proverb'd lore | P |
| Add to our date one minute more | P |
| A few days more a few years must | Q |
| Repose us in the silent dust | Q |
| Then is it wise to damp our bliss | R |
| Yes all such reasonings are amiss | R |
| The voice of nature loudly cries | S |
| And many a message from the skies | S |
| That something in us never dies | S |
| That on this frail uncertain state | T |
| Hang matters of eternal weight | T |
| That future life in worlds unknown | U |
| Must take its hue from this alone | U |
| Whether as heavenly glory bright | V |
| Or dark as misery's woeful night | V |
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| Since then my honour'd first of friends | W |
| On this poor being all depends | W |
| Let us th' important now employ | C |
| And live as those who never die | X |
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| Tho' you with days and honours crown'd | Y |
| Witness that filial circle round | Y |
| A sight life's sorrows to repulse | Z |
| A sight pale envy to convulse | Z |
| Others now claim your chief regard | A2 |
| Yourself you wait your bright reward | B2 |
Robert Burns
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