The Bohemian Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABCCCB DDDBAAAB EEEBFFDB GGGBDDDBUp in my garret bleak and bare | A |
I tilted back on my broken chair | A |
And my three old pals were with me there | A |
Hunger and Thirst and Cold | B |
Hunger scowled at his scurvy mate | C |
Cold cowered down by the hollow grate | C |
And I hated them with a deadly hate | C |
As old as life is old | B |
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So up in my garret that's near the sky | D |
I smiled a smile that was thin and dry | D |
You've roomed with me twenty year said I | D |
Hunger and Thirst and Cold | B |
But now begone down the broken stair | A |
I've suffered enough of your spite so there | A |
Bang Bang I slapped on the table bare | A |
A glittering heap of gold | B |
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Red flames will jewel my wine to night | E |
I'll loose my belt that you've lugged so tight | E |
Ha Ha Dame Fortune is smiling bright | E |
The stuff of my brain I've sold | B |
Canaille of the gutter up Away | F |
You've battened on me for a bitter long day | F |
But I'm driving you forth and forever and aye | D |
Hunger and Thirst and Cold | B |
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So I kicked them out with a scornful roar | G |
Yet oh they turned at the garret door | G |
Quietly there they spoke once more | G |
The tale is not all told | B |
It's au revoir but it's not good by | D |
We're yours old chap till the day you die | D |
Laugh on you fool Oh you'll never defy | D |
Hunger and Thirst and Cold | B |
Robert Service
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