The Blind Boy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB CDE CFEF GHEH

I have no master said the Blind BoyA
My mother 'Dame Venus' they do callB
Cowled in this hood she sent me beggingC
For whate'er in pity may befallB
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Hard was her visage me adjuringC
'Have no fond mercy on the kindD
Here be sharp arrows bunched in quiverE
Draw close ere striking thou art blind '-
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So stand I here my woes entreatingC
In this dark alley lest the MoonF
Point with her sparkling my barbed armouryE
Shine on my silver lac d shoonF
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Oh sir unkind this Dame to me wardG
Of the salt billow was her birthH
In your sweet charity draw nearerE
The saddest rogue on EarthH

Walter De La Mare



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