Poor Robin Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEBBFFGGGGCCCG GAAHHHIIGGFGGGJJNow when the primrose makes a splendid show | A |
And lilies face the March winds in full blow | A |
And humbler growths as moved with one desire | B |
Put on to welcome spring their best attire | B |
Poor Robin is yet flowerless but how gay | C |
With his red stalks upon this sunny day | C |
And as his tufts of leaves he spreads content | D |
With a hard bed and scanty nourishment | E |
Mixed with the green some shine not lacking power | B |
To rival summer's brightest scarlet flower | B |
And flowers they well might seem to passers by | F |
If looked at only with a careless eye | F |
Flowers or a richer produce did it suit | G |
The season sprinklings of ripe strawberry fruit | G |
But while a thousand pleasures come unsought | G |
Why fix upon his wealth or want a thought | G |
Is the string touched in prelude to a lay | C |
Of pretty fancies that would round him play | C |
When all the world acknowledged elfin sway | C |
Or does it suit our humour to commend | G |
Poor Robin as a sure and crafty friend | G |
Whose practice teaches spite of names to show | A |
Bright colours whether they deceive or no | A |
Nay we would simply praise the free good will | H |
With which though slighted he on naked hill | H |
Or in warm valley seeks his part to fill | H |
Cheerful alike if bare of flowers as now | I |
Or when his tiny gems shall deck his brow | I |
Yet more we wish that men by men despised | G |
And such as lift their foreheads overprized | G |
Should sometimes think where'er they chance to spy | F |
This child of Nature's own humility | G |
What recompense is kept in store or left | G |
For all that seem neglected or bereft | G |
With what nice care equivalents are given | J |
How just how bountiful the hand of Heaven | J |
William Wordsworth
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