At Thirty-five Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFBDBD GHGHIDID JKJKLDLD MNMNODOD

Three score and ten the psalmist saithA
And half my course is well nigh runB
I've had my flout at dusty deathA
I've had my whack of feast and funB
I've mocked at those who prate and preachC
I've laughed with any man aliveD
But now with sobered heart I reachC
The Great Divide of Thirty fiveD
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And looking back I must confessE
I've little cause to feel elateF
I've played the mummer more or lessE
I fumbled fortune flouted fateF
I've vastly dreamed and little doneB
I've idly watched my brothers striveD
Oh I have loitered in the sunB
By primrose paths to Thirty fiveD
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And those who matched me in the raceG
Well some are out and trampled downH
The others jog with sober paceG
Yet one wins delicate renownH
O midnight feast and famished dawnI
O gay hard life with hope aliveD
O golden youth forever goneI
How sweet you seem at Thirty fiveD
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Each of our lives is just a bookJ
As absolute as Holy WritK
We humbly read and may not lookJ
Ahead nor change one word of itK
And here are joys and here are painsL
And here we fail and here we thriveD
O wondrous volume what remainsL
When we reach chapter Thirty fiveD
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The very best I dare to hopeM
Ere Fate writes Finis to the tomeN
A wiser head a wider scopeM
And for the gipsy heart a homeN
A songful home with loved ones nearO
With joy with sunshine all aliveD
Watch me grow younger every yearO
Old Age thy name is Thirty fiveD

Robert Service



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