The Wassail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAA BBB CCC DDD EEF GGG HHH IJJ KKK LLL MMM NN| Give way give way ye gates and win | A |
| An easy blessing to your bin | A |
| And basket by our entering in | A |
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| May both with manchet stand replete | B |
| Your larders too so hung with meat | B |
| That though a thousand thousand eat | B |
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| Yet ere twelve moons shall whirl about | C |
| Their silv'ry spheres there's none may doubt | C |
| But more's sent in than was served out | C |
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| Next may your dairies prosper so | D |
| As that your pans no ebb may know | D |
| But if they do the more to flow | D |
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| Like to a solemn sober stream | E |
| Bank'd all with lilies and the cream | E |
| Of sweetest cowslips filling them | F |
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| Then may your plants be press'd with fruit | G |
| Nor bee or hive you have be mute | G |
| But sweetly sounding like a lute | G |
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| Last may your harrows shares and ploughs | H |
| Your stacks your stocks your sweetest mows | H |
| All prosper by your virgin vows | H |
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| Alas we bless but see none here | I |
| That brings us either ale or beer | J |
| In a dry house all things are near | J |
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| Let's leave a longer time to wait | K |
| Where rust and cobwebs bind the gate | K |
| And all live here with needy fate | K |
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| Where chimneys do for ever weep | L |
| For want of warmth and stomachs keep | L |
| With noise the servants' eyes from sleep | L |
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| It is in vain to sing or stay | M |
| Our free feet here but we'll away | M |
| Yet to the Lares this we'll say | M |
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| 'The time will come when you'll be sad | N |
| 'And reckon this for fortune bad | N |
Robert Herrick
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