The Last Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEC A FGHGIG A JKKKLK F MNOPQN F RSTSKS F FKUKVK F KWXWKW F YZA2ZFZ K B2C2D2C2KE2 K F2G2TG2H2G2 K H2I2RI2J2I2 K FK2UK2D2K2 K OFL2FUF F KM2KM2IM2 F N2BO2BUB F KP2OP2KP2 F Q2R2S2R2T2R2 F U2KCKV2K K KS2S2S2FS2 K S2S2FS2W2S2 K N2S2S2S2FS2 K S2KX2KS2K K UY2VY2S2Y2 F S2SZ2SRS F S2KS2KT2K F S2KA3KFK F B3KFKC3K F S2KD3KKK K S2FK2FS2F K S2BS2BS2B K RC3FKS2K K S2E3F3E3CE3 K S2KKKS2K F BDG3DH3D F KS2FS2S2S2 F KG2S2G2S2G2 F X2KD3KFK

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'Twas in the year two thousand and oneB
A pleasant morning of MayC
I sat on the gallows tree all aloneD
A channting a merry layC
To think how the pest had spared my lifeE
To sing with the larks that dayC
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When up the heath came a jolly knaveF
Like a scarecrow all in ragsG
It made me crow to see his old dudsH
All abroad in the wind like flagsG
So up he came to the timber's footI
And pitch'd down his greasy bagsG
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Good Lord how blythe the old beggar wasJ
At pulling out his scrapsK
The very sight of his broken ortsK
Made a work in his wrinkled chapsK
Come down says he you Newgate birdL
And have a taste of my snapsK
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Then down the rope like a tar from the mastM
I slided and by him stoodN
But I wish'd myself on the gallows againO
When I smelt that beggar's foodP
A foul beef bone and a mouldy crustQ
Oh quoth he the heavens are goodN
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Then after this grace he cast him downR
Says I You'll get sweeter airS
A pace or two off on the windward sideT
For the felons' bones lay thereS
But he only laugh'd at the empty skullsK
And offer'd them part of his fareS
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I never harm'd them and they won't harm meF
Let the proud and the rich be cravensK
I did not like that strange beggar manU
He look'd so up at the heavensK
Anon he shook out his empty old pokeV
There's the crumbs saith he for the ravensK
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It made me angry to see his faceK
It had such a jesting lookW
But while I made up my mind to speakX
A small case bottle he tookW
Quoth he Though I gather the green water cressK
My drink is not of the brookW
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Full manners like he tender'd the dramY
Oh it came of a dainty caskZ
But whenever it came to his turn to pullA2
Your leave good sir I must askZ
But I always wipe the brim with my sleeveF
When a hangman sups at my flaskZ
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And then he laugh'd so loudly and longB2
The churl was quite out of breathC2
I thought the very Old One was comeD2
To mock me before my deathC2
And wish'd I had buried the dead men's bonesK
That were lying about the heathE2
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But the beggar gave me a jolly clapF2
Come let us pledge each otherG2
For all the wide world is dead besideT
And we are brother and brotherG2
I've a yearning for thee in my heartH2
As if we had come of one motherG2
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I've a yearning for thee in my heartH2
That almost makes me weepI2
For as I pass'd from town to townR
The folks were all stone asleepI2
But when I saw thee sitting aloftJ2
It made me both laugh and leapI2
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Now a curse I thought be on his loveF
And a curse upon his mirthK2
An it were not for that beggar manU
I'd be the King of the earthK2
But I promis'd myself an hour should comeD2
To make him rue his birthK2
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So down we sat and bons'd againO
Till the sun was in mid skyF
When just as the gentle west wind cameL2
We hearken'd a dismal cryF
Up up on the tree quoth the beggar manU
Till those horrible dogs go byF
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And lo from the forest's far off skirtsK
They came all yelling for goreM2
A hundred hounds pursuing at onceK
And a panting hart beforeM2
Till he sunk adown at the gallows' footI
And there his haunches they toreM2
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His haunches they tore without a hornN2
To tell when the chase was doneB
And there was not a single scarlet coatO2
To flaunt it in the sunB
I turn'd and look'd at the beggar manU
And his tears dropt one by oneB
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And with curses sore he chid at the houndsK
Till the last dropt out of sightP2
Anon saith he Let's down againO
And ramble for our delightP2
For the world's all free and we may chooseK
A right cozie barn for to nightP2
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With that he set up his staff on endQ2
And it fell with the point due WestR2
So we far'd that way to a city greatS2
Where the folks had died of the pestR2
It was fine to enter in house and hallT2
Wherever it liked me bestR2
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For the porters all were stiff and coldU2
And could not lift their headsK
And when we came where their masters layC
The rats leapt out of the bedsK
The grandest palaces in the landV2
Were as free as workhouse shedsK
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But the beggar man made a mumping faceK
And knocked at every gateS2
It made me curse to hear how he whinedS2
So our fellowship turn'd to hateS2
And I bade him walk the world by himselfF
For I scorn'd so humble a mateS2
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So he turn'd right and I turn'd leftS2
As if we had never metS2
And I chose a fair stone house for myselfF
For the city was all to letS2
And for three brave holydays drank my fillW2
Of the choicest that I could getS2
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And because my jerking was coarse and wornN2
I got me a properer vestS2
It was purple velvet stitch'd o'er with goldS2
And a shining star at the breastS2
'Twas enough to fetch old Joan from her graveF
To see me so purely drestS2
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But Joan was dead and under the mouldS2
And every buxom lassK
In vain I watch'd at the window paneX2
For a Christian soul to passK
But sheep and kine wander'd up the streetS2
And brows'd on the new come grassK
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When lo I spied the old beggar manU
And lustily he did singY2
His rags were lapp'd in a scarlet cloakV
And a crown he had like a KingY2
So he stept right up before my gateS2
And danc'd me a saucy flingY2
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Heaven mend us all but within my mindS2
I had kill'd him then and thereS
To see him lording so braggart likeZ2
That was born to his beggar's fareS
And how he had stolen the royal crownR
His betters were meant to wearS
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But God forbid that a thief should dieS2
Without his share of the lawsK
So I nimbly whipt my tackle outS2
And soon tied up his clawsK
I was judge myself and jury and allT2
And solemnly tried the causeK
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But the beggar man would not plead but criedS2
Like a babe without its coralsK
For he knew how hard it is apt to goA3
When the law and a thief have quarrelsK
There was not a Christian soul aliveF
To speak a word for his moralsK
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Oh how gaily I doff'd my costly gearB3
And put on my work day clothesK
I was tired of such a long Sunday lifeF
And never was one of the slothsK
But the beggar man grumbled a weary dealC3
And made many crooked mouthsK
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So I haul'd him off to the gallows' footS2
And blinded him in his bagsK
'Twas a weary job to heave him upD3
For a doom'd man always lagsK
But by ten of the clock he was off his legsK
In the wind and airing his ragsK
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So there he hung and there I stoodS2
The LAST MAN left aliveF
To have my own will of all the earthK2
Quoth I now I shall thriveF
But when was ever honey madeS2
With one bee in a hiveF
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My conscience began to gnaw my heartS2
Before the day was doneB
For other men's lives had all gone outS2
Like candles in the sunB
But it seem'd as if I had broke at lastS2
A thousand necks in oneB
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So I went and cut his body downR
To bury it decentlieC3
God send there were any good soul aliveF
To do the like by meK
But the wild dogs came with terrible speedS2
And bay'd me up the treeK
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My sight was like a drunkard's sightS2
And my head began to swimE3
To see their jaws all white with foamF3
Like the ravenous ocean brimE3
But when the wild dogs trotted awayC
Their jaws were bloody and grimE3
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Their jaws were bloody and grim good LordS2
But the beggar man where was heK
There was nought of him but some ribbons of ragsK
Below the gallows' treeK
I know the Devil when I am deadS2
Will send his hounds for meK
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I've buried my babies one by oneB
And dug the deep hole for JoanD
And cover'd the faces of kith and kinG3
And felt the old churchyard stoneD
Go cold to my heart full many a timeH3
But I never felt so loneD
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For the lion and Adam were companyK
And the tiger him beguil'dS2
But the simple kine are foes to my lifeF
And the household brutes are wildS2
If the veriest cur would lick my handS2
I could love it like a childS2
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And the beggar man's ghost besets my dreamsK
At night to make me madderG2
And my wretched conscience within my breastS2
Is like a stinging adderG2
I sigh when I pass the gallows' footS2
And look at the rope and ladderG2
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For hanging looks sweet but alas in vainX2
My desperate fancy begsK
I must turn my cup of sorrows quite upD3
And drink it to the dregsK
For there is not another man aliveF
In the world to pull my legsK

Thomas Hood



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