A Rolling Stone Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGAGA EHEHIJKJ LMLMNOPO QRSRTUVV WVAVVKVK JQJQXAYA VVJVADZZA2D AAAAAKAKThere's sunshine in the heart of me | A |
My blood sings in the breeze | B |
The mountains are a part of me | A |
I'm fellow to the trees | B |
My golden youth I'm squandering | C |
Sun libertine am I | D |
A wandering a wandering | C |
Until the day I die | D |
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I was once I declare a Stone Age man | E |
And I roomed in the cool of a cave | F |
I have known I will swear in a new life span | E |
The fret and the sweat of a slave | F |
For far over all that folks hold worth | G |
There lives and there leaps in me | A |
A love of the lowly things of earth | G |
And a passion to be free | A |
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To pitch my tent with no prosy plan | E |
To range and to change at will | H |
To mock at the mastership of man | E |
To seek Adventure's thrill | H |
Carefree to be as a bird that sings | I |
To go my own sweet way | J |
To reck not at all what may befall | K |
But to live and to love each day | J |
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To make my body a temple pure | L |
Wherein I dwell serene | M |
To care for the things that shall endure | L |
The simple sweet and clean | M |
To oust out envy and hate and rage | N |
To breathe with no alarm | O |
For Nature shall be my anchorage | P |
And none shall do me harm | O |
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To shun all lures that debauch the soul | Q |
The orgied rites of the rich | R |
To eat my crust as a rover must | S |
With the rough neck down in the ditch | R |
To trudge by his side whate'er betide | T |
To share his fire at night | U |
To call him friend to the long trail end | V |
And to read his heart aright | V |
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To scorn all strife and to view all life | W |
With the curious eyes of a child | V |
From the plangent sea to the prairie | A |
From the slum to the heart of the Wild | V |
From the red rimmed star to the speck of sand | V |
From the vast to the greatly small | K |
For I know that the whole for good is planned | V |
And I want to see it all | K |
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To see it all the wide world way | J |
From the fig leaf belt to the Pole | Q |
With never a one to say me nay | J |
And none to cramp my soul | Q |
In belly pinch I will pay the price | X |
But God let me be free | A |
For once I know in the long ago | Y |
They made a slave of me | A |
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In a flannel shirt from earth's clean dirt | V |
Here pal is my calloused hand | V |
Oh I love each day as a rover may | J |
Nor seek to understand | V |
To enjoy is good enough for me | A |
The gipsy of God am I | D |
Then here's a hail to each flaring dawn | Z |
And here's a cheer to the night that's gone | Z |
And may I go a roaming on | A2 |
Until the day I die | D |
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Then every star shall sing to me | A |
Its song of liberty | A |
And every morn shall bring to me | A |
Its mandate to be free | A |
In every throbbing vein of me | A |
I'll feel the vast Earth call | K |
O body heart and brain of me | A |
Praise Him who made it all | K |
Robert Service
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