Blind Man's Buff Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDEFFGGHHIIJJKKLL EMNNOOPPQERRSSTTCEUU VEWWXXPPYYGGTTZA2B2P A2ZC2C2BBD2E2BBPP

When silver snow decks Susan's clothesA
And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's noseB
The blushing bank is all my careC
With hearth so red and walls so fairC
Heap the sea coal come heap it higherD
The oaken log lay on the fire 'E
The well wash'd stools a circling rowF
With lad and lass how fair the showF
The merry can of nut brown aleG
The laughing jest the love sick taleG
Till tir'd of chat the game beginsH
The lasses prick the lads with pinsH
Roger from Dolly twitch'd the stoolI
She falling kiss'd the ground poor foolI
She blush'd so red with sidelong glanceJ
At hob nail Dick who griev'd the chanceJ
But now for Blind man's Buff they callK
Of each encumbrance clear the hallK
Jenny her silken 'kerchief foldsL
And blear eyed Will the black lot holdsL
Now laughing stops with Silence hush 'E
And Peggy Pout gives Sam a pushM
The Blind man's arms extended wideN
Sam slips between O woe betideN
Thee clumsy Will ' but titt'ring KateO
Is penn'd up in the corner straightO
And now Will's eyes beheld the playP
He thought his face was t'other wayP
Now Kitty now what chance hast thouQ
Roger so near thee Trips I vow 'E
She catches him then Roger tiesR
His own head up but not his eyesR
For thro' the slender cloth he seesS
And runs at Sam who slips with easeS
His clumsy hold and dodging roundT
Sukey is tumbled on the groundT
See what it is to play unfairC
Where cheating is there's mischief there 'E
But Roger still pursues the chaseU
He sees he sees ' cries softly GraceU
O Roger thou unskill'd in artV
Must surer bound go thro' thy part 'E
Now Kitty pert repeats the rimesW
And Roger turns him round three timesW
Then pauses ere he starts but DickX
Was mischief bent upon a trickX
Down on his hands and knees he layP
Directly in the Blind man's wayP
Then cries out Hem ' Hodge heard and ranY
With hood wink'd chance sure of his manY
But down he came Alas how frailG
Our best of hopes how soon they failG
With crimson drops he stains the groundT
Confusion startles all aroundT
Poor piteous Dick supports his headZ
And fain would cure the hurt he madeA2
But Kitty hasted with a keyB2
And down his back they straight conveyP
The cold relief the blood is stay'dA2
And Hodge again holds up his headZ
Such are the fortunes of the gameC2
And those who play should stop the sameC2
By wholesome laws such as all thoseB
Who on the blinded man imposeB
Stand in his stead as long a goneD2
When men were first a nation grownE2
Lawless they liv'd till wantonnessB
A nd liberty began t' increaseB
And one man lay in another's wayP
Then laws were made to keep fair playP

William Blake



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