Meditations On A Holiday (a New Theme To An Old Folk-jingle) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABCCCB DDDEFFFE GGGHIIIH GGGFJJJK LLLFFFFF JJMHHHHN OOOPFFFP KKKCFFFC KKKQFFFQ HHHBKKKB RRRSFFFS B| 'Tis May morning | A |
| All adorning | A |
| No cloud warning | A |
| Of rain to day | B |
| Where shall I go to | C |
| Go to go to | C |
| Can I say No to | C |
| Lyonnesse way | B |
| - | |
| Well what reason | D |
| Now at this season | D |
| Is there for treason | D |
| To other shrines | E |
| Tristram is not there | F |
| Isolt forgot there | F |
| New eras blot there | F |
| Sought for signs | E |
| - | |
| Stratford on Avon | G |
| Poesy paven | G |
| I'll find a haven | G |
| There somehow | H |
| Nay I'm but caught of | I |
| Dreams long thought of | I |
| The Swan knows nought of | I |
| His Avon now | H |
| - | |
| What shall it be then | G |
| I go to see then | G |
| Under the plea then | G |
| Of votary | F |
| I'll go to Lakeland | J |
| Lakeland Lakeland | J |
| Certainly Lakeland | J |
| Let it be | K |
| - | |
| But why to that place | L |
| That place that place | L |
| Such a hard come at place | L |
| Need I fare | F |
| When its bard cheers no more | F |
| Loves no more fears no more | F |
| Sees no more hears no more | F |
| Anything there | F |
| - | |
| Ah there is Scotland | J |
| Burns's Scotland | J |
| And Waverley's To what land | M |
| Better can I hie | H |
| Yet if no whit now | H |
| Feel those of it now | H |
| Care not a bit now | H |
| For it why I | N |
| - | |
| I'll seek a town street | O |
| Aye a brick brown street | O |
| Quite a tumbledown street | O |
| Drawing no eyes | P |
| For a Mary dwelt there | F |
| And a Percy felt there | F |
| Heart of him melt there | F |
| A Claire likewise | P |
| - | |
| Why incline to THAT city | K |
| Such a city THAT city | K |
| Now a mud bespat city | K |
| Care the lovers who | C |
| Now live and walk there | F |
| Sit there and talk there | F |
| Buy there or hawk there | F |
| Or wed or woo | C |
| - | |
| Laughters in a volley | K |
| Greet so fond a folly | K |
| As nursing melancholy | K |
| In this and that spot | Q |
| Which with most endeavour | F |
| Those can visit never | F |
| But for ever and ever | F |
| Will now know not | Q |
| - | |
| If on lawns Elysian | H |
| With a broadened vision | H |
| And a faint derision | H |
| Conscious be they | B |
| How they might reprove me | K |
| That these fancies move me | K |
| Think they ill behoove me | K |
| Smile and say | B |
| - | |
| What our hoar old houses | R |
| Where the past dead drowses | R |
| Nor a child nor spouse is | R |
| Of our name at all | S |
| Such abodes to care for | F |
| Inquire about and bear for | F |
| And suffer wear and tear for | F |
| How weak of you and small | S |
| - | |
| May | B |
Thomas Hardy
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