The Angler's Farewell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDDC EFGGF DGHHG IDJJD KDLLD DMNOM MDPPD MDOOD QRHHR RMSSM TMUUM VWDDW| Resigned I kissed the rod | A |
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| Well I think it is time to put up | B |
| For it does not accord with my notions | C |
| Wrist elbow and chine | D |
| Stiff from throwing the line | D |
| To take nothing at last by my motions | C |
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| I ground bait my way as I go | E |
| And dip in at each watery dimple | F |
| But however I wish | G |
| To inveigle the fish | G |
| To my gentle they will not play simple | F |
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| Though my float goes so swimmingly on | D |
| My bad luck never seems to diminish | G |
| It would seem that the Bream | H |
| Must be scarce in the stream | H |
| And the Chub tho' it's chubby be thinnish | G |
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| Not a Trout there can be in the place | I |
| Not a Grayling or Rud worth the mention | D |
| And although at my hook | J |
| With attention I look | J |
| I can ne'er see my hook with a Tench on | D |
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| At a brandling once Gudgeon would gape | K |
| But they seem upon different terms now | D |
| Have they taken advice | L |
| Of the Council of Nice | L |
| And rejected their Diet of Worms now | D |
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| In vain my live minnow I spin | D |
| Not a Pike seems to think it worth snatching | M |
| For the gut I have brought | N |
| I had better have bought | O |
| A good rope that was used to Jack ketching | M |
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| Not a nibble has ruffled my cork | M |
| It is vain in this river to search then | D |
| I may wait till it's night | P |
| Without any bite | P |
| And at roost time have never a Perch then | D |
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| No Roach can I meet with no Bleak | M |
| Save what in the air is so sharp now | D |
| Not a Dace have I got | O |
| And I fear it is not | O |
| Carpe diem a day for the Carp now | D |
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| Oh there is not a one pound prize | Q |
| To be got in this fresh water lottery | R |
| What then can I deem | H |
| Of so fishless a stream | H |
| But that 'tis like St Mary's Ottery | R |
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| For an Eel I have learned how to try | R |
| By a method of Walton's own showing | M |
| But a fisherman feels | S |
| Little prospect of Eels | S |
| In a path that's devoted to towing | M |
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| I have tried all the water for miles | T |
| Till I'm weary of dipping and casting | M |
| And hungry and faint | U |
| Let the Fancy just paint | U |
| What it is without Fish to be Fasting | M |
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| And the rain drizzles down very fast | V |
| While my dinner time sounds from a far bell | W |
| So wet to the skin | D |
| I'll e'en back to my inn | D |
| Where at least I am sure of a Bar bell | W |
Thomas Hood
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