Written In Friars-carse Hermitage, On Nithside. December, 1788. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCC DEFGHHIIJJ KKLLMMNNOP QRSSTTUUVMWWXXYZA2A2 ZZB2B2C2D2 E2E2F2F2G2G2G2 H2H2Thou whom chance may hither lead | A |
Be thou clad in russet weed | B |
Be thou deck'd in silken stole | C |
Grave these counsels on thy soul | C |
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Life is but a day at most | D |
Sprung from night in darkness lost | E |
Hope not sunshine ev'ry hour | F |
Fear not clouds will always lour | G |
As Youth and Love with sprightly dance | H |
Beneath thy morning star advance | H |
Pleasure with her siren air | I |
May delude the thoughtless pair | I |
Let Prudence bless enjoyment's cup | J |
Then raptur'd sip and sip it up | J |
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As thy day grows warm and high | K |
Life's meridian flaming nigh | K |
Dost thou spurn the humble vale | L |
Life's proud summits would'st thou scale | L |
Check thy climbing step elate | M |
Evils lurk in felon wait | M |
Dangers eagle pinion'd bold | N |
Soar around each cliffy hold | N |
While cheerful peace with linnet song | O |
Chants the lowly dells among | P |
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As the shades of ev'ning close | Q |
Beck'ning thee to long repose | R |
As life itself becomes disease | S |
Seek the chimney nook of ease | S |
There ruminate with sober thought | T |
On all thou'st seen and heard and wrought | T |
And teach the sportive younkers round | U |
Saws of experience sage and sound | U |
Say man's true genuine estimate | V |
The grand criterion of his fate | M |
Is not Art thou high or low | W |
Did thy fortune ebb or flow | W |
Wast thou cottager or king | X |
Peer or peasant no such thing | X |
Did many talents gild thy span | Y |
Or frugal nature grudge thee one | Z |
Tell them and press it on their mind | A2 |
As thou thyself must shortly find | A2 |
The smile or frown of awful Heav'n | Z |
To virtue or to vice is giv'n | Z |
Say to be just and kind and wise | B2 |
There solid self enjoyment lies | B2 |
That foolish selfish faithless ways | C2 |
Lead to the wretched vile and base | D2 |
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Thus resign'd and quiet creep | E2 |
To the bed of lasting sleep | E2 |
Sleep whence thou shalt ne'er awake | F2 |
Night where dawn shall never break | F2 |
Till future life future no more | G2 |
To light and joy the good restore | G2 |
To light and joy unknown before | G2 |
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Stranger go Hea'vn be thy guide | H2 |
Quod the beadsman of Nithside | H2 |
Robert Burns
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