John Day. - A Pathetic Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDC EFGF HIJI KLML NOPO QRSR TBUB VNWX YZA2Z ZQWQ B2C2D2C2 E2F2G2F2 H2I2J2I2 K2L2M2L2 N2WO2W HP2Q2R2 QS2G2S2| A Day after the Fair Old Proverb | A |
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| John Day he was the biggest man | B |
| Of all the coachman kind | C |
| With back too broad to be conceived | D |
| By any narrow mind | C |
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| The very horses knew his weight | E |
| When he was in the rear | F |
| And wished his box a Christmas box | G |
| To come but once a year | F |
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| Alas against the shafts of love | H |
| What armor can avail | I |
| Soon Cupid sent an arrow through | J |
| His scarlet coat of mail | I |
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| The barmaid of the Crown he loved | K |
| From whom he never ranged | L |
| For though he changed his horses there | M |
| His love he never changed | L |
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| He thought her fairest of all fares | N |
| So fondly love prefers | O |
| And often among twelve outsides | P |
| Deemed no outside like hers | O |
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| One day as she was sitting down | Q |
| Beside the porter pump | R |
| He came and knelt with all his fat | S |
| And made an offer plump | R |
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| Said she my taste will never learn | T |
| To like so huge a man | B |
| So I must beg you will come here | U |
| As little as you can | B |
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| But still he stoutly urged his suit | V |
| With vows and sighs and tears | N |
| Yet could not pierce her heart altho' | W |
| He drove the Dart for years | X |
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| In vain he wooed in vain he sued | Y |
| The maid was cold and proud | Z |
| And sent him off to Coventry | A2 |
| While on his way to Stroud | Z |
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| He fretted all the way to Stroud | Z |
| And thence all back to town | Q |
| The course of love was never smooth | W |
| So his went up and down | Q |
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| At last her coldness made him pine | B2 |
| To merely bones and skin | C2 |
| But still he loved like one resolved | D2 |
| To love through thick and thin | C2 |
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| O Mary view my wasted back | E2 |
| And see my dwindled calf | F2 |
| Tho' I have never had a wife | G2 |
| I've lost my better half | F2 |
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| Alas in vain he still assail'd | H2 |
| He heart withstood the dint | I2 |
| Though he had carried sixteen stone | J2 |
| He could not move a flint | I2 |
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| Worn out at last he made a vow | K2 |
| To break his being's link | L2 |
| For he was so reduced in size | M2 |
| At nothing he could shrink | L2 |
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| Now some will talk in water's praise | N2 |
| And waste a deal of breath | W |
| But John tho' he drank nothing else | O2 |
| He drank himself to death | W |
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| The cruel maid that caused his love | H |
| Found out the fatal close | P2 |
| For looking in the butt she saw | Q2 |
| The butt end of his woes | R2 |
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| Some say his spirit haunts the Crown | Q |
| But that is only talk | S2 |
| For after riding all his life | G2 |
| His ghost objects to walk | S2 |
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