Running To Paradise Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCCCD EEBFGFD HHBIJKD LLBMNND

As I came over Windy GapA
They threw a halfpenny into my capA
For I am running to paradiseB
And all that I need do is to wishC
And somebody puts his hand in the dishC
To throw me a bit of salted fishC
And there the king is but as the beggarD
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My brother Mourteen is worn outE
With skelping his big brawling loutE
And I am running to paradiseB
A poor life do what he canF
And though he keep a dog and a gunG
A serving maid and a serving manF
And there the king is but as the beggarD
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Poor men have grown to be rich menH
And rich men grown to be poor againH
And I am running to paradiseB
And many a darling wit's grown dullI
That tossed a bare heel when at schoolJ
Now it has filled a old sock fullK
And there the king is but as the beggarD
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The wind is old and still at playL
While I must hurry upon my wayL
For I am running to paradiseB
Yet never have I lit on a friendM
To take my fancy like the windN
That nobody can buy or bindN
And there the king is but as the beggarD

William Butler Yeats



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