Boon Soul Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCACA DEDEAAAA AAAAFAFA ACACFAGABehold I'm old my hair is white | A |
My eighty years are in the offing | B |
And sitting by the fire to night | A |
I sip a grog to ease my coughing | B |
It's true I'm raucous as a rook | C |
But feeling bibulously bardy | A |
These lines I'm scribbling in a book | C |
The verse complete of Thomas Hardy | A |
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Although to day he's read by few | D |
Him have I loved beyond all measure | E |
So here to night I riffle through | D |
His pages with the oldtime pleasure | E |
And with this book upon my knee | A |
To day so woefully neglected | A |
I muse and think how soon I'll be | A |
Myself among the Great Rejected | A |
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Yet as these lines with zest I write | A |
Although the hour for me is tardy | A |
I think Of all the world to night | A |
'Tis I alone am reading Hardy | A |
And now to me he seems so nigh | F |
I feel I commune with his spirit | A |
And as none love him more than I | F |
Thereby I gain a modest merit | A |
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Oh Brother Thomas glad I'll be | A |
Though all the world may pass unheeding | C |
If some greybeard con over me | A |
As I to night your rhymes are reading | C |
Saying Old Bastard you and I | F |
By sin are knit in mind and body | A |
So ere to hit the hay I hie | G |
Your ghost I'll toast in midnight toddy | A |
Robert Service
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