My Cancer Cure Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAABBB CCDEEE FFFGGG HIHBBB JJKLLL BBB

A year to live the Doctor saidA
There is no cure and shook his headA
Ah me I felt as good as deadA
Yet quite resigned to fate was IB
Thinking Well since I have to dieB
'Twill be beneath the open skyB
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And so I sought a wildsome woodC
Wherein a lonely cabin stoodC
And doomed myself to solitudeD
And there was no one I would seeE
Each morn a farmer brought to meE
My food and hung it on a treeE
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Six eggs he brought and milk a quartF
Enough for wretches of my sortF
Whose life is fated to be shortF
At night I laid me on the roundG
In robe of buffalo wrapped roundG
'Twas strange that I should sleep so soundG
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The farmer man I seldom sawH
I pierced my eggs and sucked them rawI
Sweet mil refreshed my ravaged mawH
So slowly days and weeks went byB
And always I would wonder whyB
I did not die I did not dieB
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Thus brooding on my grievous lotJ
The world of men I fast forgotJ
And in the wildwood friends I soughtK
The brook bright melodies would singL
The groves with feathered rapture ringL
And bring me strange sweet comfortingL
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Then all at once I knew that IB
Miraculously would not dieB
When doctors fail let Nature tryB

Robert William Service



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