Joe Golightly - Or, The First Lord's Daughter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDED FGFG BGBG HBHB IBIB J BKBKLBK MKMKNMK BOBO PKPK LLLL QKQK QBQB BBBB RBRB KLKL KBKB SJSJ TLTL UBUB VWVW XKXK YZYZ| A tar but poorly prized | A |
| Long shambling and unsightly | B |
| Thrashed bullied and despised | A |
| Was wretched JOE GOLIGHTLY | B |
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| He bore a workhouse brand | C |
| No Pa or Ma had claimed him | D |
| The Beadle found him and | E |
| The Board of Guardians named him | D |
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| P'r'aps some Princess's son | F |
| A beggar p'r'aps his mother | G |
| HE rather thought the one | F |
| I rather think the other | G |
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| He liked his ship at sea | B |
| He loved the salt sea water | G |
| He worshipped junk and he | B |
| Adored the First Lord's daughter | G |
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| The First Lord's daughter proud | H |
| Snubbed Earls and Viscounts nightly | B |
| She sneered at Barts aloud | H |
| And spurned poor Joe Golightly | B |
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| Whene'er he sailed afar | I |
| Upon a Channel cruise he | B |
| Unpacked his light guitar | I |
| And sang this ballad Boosey | B |
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| Ballad | J |
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| The moon is on the sea | B |
| Willow | K |
| The wind blows towards the lee | B |
| Willow | K |
| But though I sigh and sob and cry | L |
| No Lady Jane for me | B |
| Willow | K |
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| She says 'Twere folly quite | M |
| Willow | K |
| For me to wed a wight | M |
| Willow | K |
| Whose lot is cast before the mast | N |
| And possibly she's right | M |
| Willow | K |
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| His skipper CAPTAIN JOYCE | B |
| He gave him many a rating | O |
| And almost lost his voice | B |
| From thus expostulating | O |
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| Lay aft you lubber do | P |
| What's come to that young man JOE | K |
| Belay 'vast heaving you | P |
| Do kindly stop that banjo | K |
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| I wish I do O lor' | L |
| You'd shipped aboard a trader | L |
| ARE you a sailor or | L |
| A negro serenader | L |
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| But still the stricken lad | Q |
| Aloft or on his pillow | K |
| Howled forth in accents sad | Q |
| His aggravating Willow | K |
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| Stern love of duty bad | Q |
| Been JOYCE'S chiefest beauty | B |
| Says he I love that lad | Q |
| But duty damme duty | B |
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| Twelve months' black hole I say | B |
| Where daylight never flashes | B |
| And always twice a day | B |
| A good six dozen lashes | B |
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| But JOSEPH had a mate | R |
| A sailor stout and lusty | B |
| A man of low estate | R |
| But singularly trusty | B |
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| Says he Cheer hup young JOE | K |
| I'll tell you what I'm arter | L |
| To that Fust Lord I'll go | K |
| And ax him for his darter | L |
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| To that Fust Lord I'll go | K |
| And say you love her dearly | B |
| And JOE said weeping low | K |
| I wish you would sincerely | B |
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| That sailor to that Lord | S |
| Went soon as he had landed | J |
| And of his own accord | S |
| An interview demanded | J |
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| Says he with seaman's roll | T |
| My Captain wot's a Tartar | L |
| Guv JOE twelve months' black hole | T |
| For lovering your darter | L |
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| He loves MISS LADY JANE | U |
| I own she is his betters | B |
| But if you'll jine them twain | U |
| They'll free him from his fetters | B |
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| And if so be as how | V |
| You'll let her come aboard ship | W |
| I'll take her with me now | V |
| Get out remarked his Lordship | W |
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| That honest tar repaired | X |
| To JOE upon the billow | K |
| And told him how he'd fared | X |
| JOE only whispered Willow | K |
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| And for that dreadful crime | Y |
| Young sailors learn to shun it | Z |
| He's working out his time | Y |
| In six months he'll have done it | Z |
William Schwenck Gilbert
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