Eyrie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABB CDCDD EFEFF FGFGG HIHII JKJKK BLBLL MIMININI| The little pink house is high on the hill | A |
| And my heart is not what it used to be | B |
| It will kick up a fuss I know but still | A |
| I must toil up that twisty trail to see | B |
| What that empty old house can mean to me | B |
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| For a Poet lived there for donkey's years | C |
| A Poet of parts and founded fame | D |
| He took to the bottle it appears | C |
| And hid up there to enjoy his shame | D |
| Oh no I'll never betray his name | D |
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| Then gaily he drank himself to death | E |
| But oh on the rarest of mellow wine | F |
| An exquisite way to end one's breath | E |
| Lachrimae Christi I'd choose for mine | F |
| To sip and souse in the sweet sunshine | F |
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| They say that poets are half divine | F |
| I question if that is always true | G |
| At least our Poet was partly swine | F |
| Drunk each day with a drab or two | G |
| Till Presto he vanished from our view | G |
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| Maybe he was weary of woe and sin | H |
| Or sick and crawled like a dog to die | I |
| Where the olives end and the pines begin | H |
| He sought the peace of the sun and sky | I |
| He would see no one and I wonder why | I |
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| And so I must climb up up some day | J |
| And try to picture my Poet there | K |
| He sprawled on his rose bowered porch they say | J |
| To smoke and fuddle and dream and stare | K |
| At the sapphire sea through the amber air | K |
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| He gave up the ghost with none to see | B |
| In his bed no doubt though I'd fain surmise | L |
| It was yonder under the ilex tree | B |
| Watching the sun in splendour rise | L |
| With the glory of God light in his eyes | L |
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| Well he was a Lord of Radiant Rhyme | M |
| His gift was godlike one can't deny | I |
| But he quit in the glory of his prime | M |
| As if he despised us I wonder why | I |
| As if he found where yon mountains soar | N |
| Far from men folk and heaven high | I |
| Peace and Beauty forever more | N |
| Peace and Beauty Ah so would I | I |
Robert Service
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