Beggars Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEFEGG HIHIJJ KIKLHH DMDMNN OPOQDD CDC R L LSS| She had a tall man's height or more | A |
| Her face from summer's noontide heat | B |
| No bonnet shaded but she wore | A |
| A mantle to her very feet | B |
| Descending with a graceful flow | C |
| And on her head a cap as white as new fallen snow | C |
| - | |
| Her skin was of Egyptian brown | D |
| Haughty as if her eye had seen | E |
| Its own light to a distance thrown | F |
| She towered fit person for a Queen | E |
| To lead those ancient Amazonian files | G |
| Or ruling Bandit's wife among the Grecian isles | G |
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| Advancing forth she stretched her hand | H |
| And begged an alms with doleful plea | I |
| That ceased not on our English land | H |
| Such woes I knew could never be | I |
| And yet a boon I gave her for the creature | J |
| Was beautiful to see a weed of glorious feature | J |
| - | |
| I left her and pursued my way | K |
| And soon before me did espy | I |
| A pair of little Boys at play | K |
| Chasing a crimson butterfly | L |
| The taller followed with his hat in hand | H |
| Wreathed round with yellow flowers the gayest of the land | H |
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| The other wore a rimless crown | D |
| With leaves of laurel stuck about | M |
| And while both followed up and down | D |
| Each whooping with a merry shout | M |
| In their fraternal features I could trace | N |
| Unquestionable lines of that wild Suppliant's face | N |
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| Yet 'they' so blithe of heart seemed fit | O |
| For finest tasks of earth or air | P |
| Wings let them have and they might flit | O |
| Precursors to Aurora's car | Q |
| Scattering fresh flowers though happier far I ween | D |
| To hunt their fluttering game o'er rock and level green | D |
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| They dart across my path but lo | C |
| Each ready with a plaintive whine | D |
| Said I 'not half an hour ago | C |
| Your Mother has had alms of mine ' | - |
| 'That cannot be ' one answered 'she is dead ' | - |
| I looked reproof they saw but neither hung his head | R |
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| 'She has been dead Sir many a day ' | - |
| 'Hush boys you're telling me a lie | L |
| It was your Mother as I say ' | - |
| And in the twinkling of an eye | L |
| 'Come Come ' cried one and without more ado | S |
| Off to some other play the joyous Vagrants flew | S |
William Wordsworth
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