The Two Workmen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCDEE AFF BG AG BH AH BI AI BI AJJ BEE AAA BBBB BKBLMLMNN OJOJPP BQRQB SS J BB TT BB UU VV WFWF| MILO BATTUS | A |
| MILO | B |
| Well my poor ploughman and what ails thee now | C |
| Thy furrow lies not even as of yore | D |
| They fellows leave behind thy lagging plough | C |
| As the flock leaves a ewe whose feet are sore | D |
| By noon and midday what will be thy plight | E |
| If now so soon thy coulter fails to bite | E |
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| BATTUS | A |
| Hewn from hard rocks untired at set of sun | F |
| Milo didst ne'er regret some absent one | F |
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| MILO | B |
| Not I What time have workers for regret | G |
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| BATTUS | A |
| Hath love ne'er kept thee from thy slumbers yet | G |
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| MILO | B |
| Nay heaven forbid If once the cat taste cream | H |
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| BATTUS | A |
| Milo these ten days love hath been my dream | H |
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| MILO | B |
| You drain your wine while vinegar's scarce with me | I |
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| BATTUS | A |
| Hence since last spring untrimmed my borders be | I |
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| MILO | B |
| And what lass flouts thee | I |
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| BATTUS | A |
| She whom we heard play | J |
| Amongst Hippocoon's reapers yesterday | J |
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| MILO | B |
| Your sins have found you out you're e'en served right | E |
| You'll clasp a corn crake in your arms all night | E |
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| BATTUS | A |
| You laugh but headstrong Love is blind no less | A |
| Than Plutus talking big is foolishness | A |
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| MILO | B |
| I don't talk big But lay the corn ears low | B |
| And sing the while some love song easier so | B |
| Will seem your toil you used to sing I know | B |
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| BATTUS | B |
| Maids of Pieria of my slim lass sing | K |
| One touch of yours ennobles everything Sings | B |
| My sweet on thy complexion men remark | L |
| Call thee shrunk swart I call thee olive brown | M |
| Violets and pencilled hyacinths are dark | L |
| Yet first of flowers they're chosen for a crown | M |
| As goats pursue the clover wolves the goat | N |
| And cranes the ploughman upon thee I dote | N |
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| Had I but Croesus' wealth we twain should stand | O |
| Gold sculptured in Love's temple thou should'st play | J |
| Thy pipe a rose or apple in thy hand | O |
| I flaunt my minstrel's robe and sandals gay | J |
| Bombyca twinkling ebony are thy feet | P |
| Honey thy mouth thy ways none knows how sweet | P |
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| MILO | B |
| Fine verses can this unknown herdsman make | Q |
| How shone the artist in each measured line | R |
| Why lad that beard grew on thee by mistake | Q |
| List to this stave by Lytierse the divine Sings | B |
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| O rich in fruit and cornblade be this field | S |
| Tilled well Demeter and fair fruitage yield | S |
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| Bind the sheaves reapers lest one passing say | J |
| 'A fig for these they're never worth their pay ' | - |
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| Let the mown swathes look northward ye who mow | B |
| Or westward for the ears grow fattest so | B |
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| Avoid a noontide nap ye threshing men | T |
| The chaff flies thickest from the corn ears then | T |
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| Wake when the lark wakes when he slumbers close | B |
| Your work ye reapers and at noontide doze | B |
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| Boys the frogs' life for me They need not him | U |
| Who fills the flagon for in drink they swim | U |
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| Better boil herbs thou toiler after gain | V |
| Than splitting cummin split thy hand in twain | V |
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| This that I've sung thee ploughman is a tune | W |
| For men to sing that swelter in the sun | F |
| Thy meagre love tale is a thing to croon | W |
| In thy mamma's ear when her dreams are done | F |
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