The Robbers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGGAA HHIIADJJ KK| Alas I see that thrushes three | A |
| Are ravishing my old fig tree | A |
| In whose green shade I smoked my pipe | B |
| And waited for the fruit to ripe | B |
| From green to purple softly swell | C |
| Then drop into my lap to tell | C |
| That it is succulently sweet | D |
| And excellent to eat | D |
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| And now I see the crimson streak | E |
| The greedy gash of yellow beak | E |
| And look the finches come in throng | F |
| In wavy passage light with song | F |
| Of course I could scare them away | G |
| But with a shrug 'The heck ' I say | G |
| I owe them something for their glee | A |
| So let them have their spree | A |
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| For all too soon in icy air | H |
| My fig tree will be bleak and bare | H |
| Until it wake from Winter sleep | I |
| And button buds begin to peep | I |
| Then broad leaves come to shelter me | A |
| In luminous placidity | D |
| Then figs will ripen with a rush | J |
| And brash will come the thrush | J |
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| But what care I though birds destroy | K |
| My fruit they pay me back with joy | K |
Robert Service
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