A Song Of Sixty-five Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFBGBG HIHIJDJD KBKBLDLD MNMNGDGDBrave Thackeray has trolled of days when he was twenty one | A |
And bounded up five flights of stairs a gallant garreteer | B |
And yet again in mellow vein when youth was gaily run | A |
Has dipped his nose in Gascon wine and told of Forty Year | B |
But if I worthy were to sing a richer rarer time | C |
I'd tune my pipes before the fire and merrily I'd strive | D |
To praise that age when prose again has given way to rhyme | C |
The Indian Summer days of life when I'll be Sixty five | D |
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For then my work will all be done my voyaging be past | E |
And I'll have earned the right to rest where folding hills are green | F |
So in some glassy anchorage I'll make my cable fast | E |
Oh let the seas show all their teeth I'll sit and smile serene | F |
The storm may bellow round the roof I'll bide beside the fire | B |
And many a scene of sail and trail within the flame I'll see | G |
For I'll have worn away the spur of passion and desire | B |
Oh yes when I am Sixty five what peace will come to me | G |
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I'll take my breakfast in my bed I'll rise at half past ten | H |
When all the world is nicely groomed and full of golden song | I |
I'll smoke a bit and joke a bit and read the news and then | H |
I'll potter round my peach trees till I hear the luncheon gong | I |
And after that I think I'll doze an hour well maybe two | J |
And then I'll show some kindred soul how well my roses thrive | D |
I'll do the things I never yet have found the time to do | J |
Oh won't I be the busy man when I am Sixty five | D |
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I'll revel in my library I'll read De Morgan's books | K |
I'll grow so garrulous I fear you'll write me down a bore | B |
I'll watch the ways of ants and bees in quiet sunny nooks | K |
I'll understand Creation as I never did before | B |
When gossips round the tea cups talk I'll listen to it all | L |
On smiling days some kindly friend will take me for a drive | D |
I'll own a shaggy collie dog that dashes to my call | L |
I'll celebrate my second youth when I am Sixty five | D |
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Ah though I've twenty years to go I see myself quite plain | M |
A wrinkling twinkling rosy cheeked benevolent old chap | N |
I think I'll wear a tartan shawl and lean upon a cane | M |
I hope that I'll have silver hair beneath a velvet cap | N |
I see my little grandchildren a romping round my knee | G |
So gay the scene I almost wish 'twould hasten to arrive | D |
Let others sing of Youth and Spring still will it seem to me | G |
The golden time's the olden time some time round Sixty five | D |
Robert Service
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