The Pet-lamb Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CC DDEE FFDD GGHH IIJJ CCKK CCLL MMNO HHPQ RRQQ QQCC QQCC KKNO GGHH SSQ CCQQ TTQA PASTORAL | A |
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THE dew was falling fast the stars began to blink | B |
I heard a voice it said 'Drink pretty creature drink ' | - |
And looking o'er the hedge before me I espied | C |
A snow white mountain lamb with a Maiden at its side | C |
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Nor sheep nor kine were near the lamb was all alone | D |
And by a slender cord was tethered to a stone | D |
With one knee on the grass did the little Maiden kneel | E |
While to that mountain lamb she gave its evening meal | E |
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The lamb while from her hand he thus his supper took | F |
Seemed to feast with head and ears and his tail with pleasure shook | F |
'Drink pretty creature drink ' she said in such a tone | D |
That I almost received her heart into my own | D |
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'Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite a child of beauty rare | G |
I watched them with delight they were a lovely pair | G |
Now with her empty can the Maiden turned away | H |
But ere ten yards were gone her footsteps did she stay | H |
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Right towards the lamb she looked and from a shady place | I |
I unobserved could see the workings of her face | I |
If Nature to her tongue could measured numbers bring | J |
Thus thought I to her lamb that little Maid might sing | J |
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'What ails thee young One what Why pull so at thy cord | C |
Is it not well with thee well both for bed and board | C |
Thy plot of grass is soft and green as grass can be | K |
Rest little young One rest what is't that aileth thee | K |
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'What is it thou wouldst seek What is wanting to thy heart | C |
Thy limbs are they not strong And beautiful thou art | C |
This grass is tender grass these flowers they have no peers | L |
And that green corn all day is rustling in thy ears | L |
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'If the sun be shining hot do but stretch thy woollen chain | M |
This beech is standing by its covert thou canst gain | M |
For rain and mountain storms the like thou need'st not fear | N |
The rain and storm are things that scarcely can come here | O |
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'Rest little young One rest thou hast forgot the day | H |
When my father found thee first in places far away | H |
Many flocks were on the hills but thou wert owned by none | P |
And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone | Q |
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'He took thee in his arms and in pity brought thee home | R |
A blessed day for thee then whither wouldst thou roam | R |
A faithful nurse thou hast the dam that did thee yean | Q |
Upon the mountain tops no kinder could have been | Q |
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'Thou know'st that twice a day I have brought thee in this can | Q |
Fresh water from the brook as clear as ever ran | Q |
And twice in the day when the ground is wet with dew | C |
I bring thee draughts of milk warm milk it is and new | C |
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'Thy limbs will shortly be twice as stout as they are now | Q |
Then I'll yoke thee to my cart like a pony in the plough | Q |
My playmate thou shalt be and when the wind is cold | C |
Our hearth shall be thy bed our house shall be thy fold | C |
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'It will not will not rest Poor creature can it be | K |
That 'tis thy mother's heart which is working so in thee | K |
Things that I know not of belike to thee are dear | N |
And dreams of things which thou canst neither see nor hear | O |
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'Alas the mountain tops that look so green and fair | G |
I've heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there | G |
The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play | H |
When they are angry roar like lions for their prey | H |
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'Here thou need'st not dread the raven in the sky | S |
Night and day thou art safe our cottage is hard by | S |
Why bleat so after me Why pull so at thy chain | Q |
Sleep and at break of day I will come to thee again ' | - |
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As homeward through the lane I went with lazy feet | C |
This song to myself did I oftentimes repeat | C |
And it seemed as I retraced the ballad line by line | Q |
That but half of it was hers and one half of it was 'mine' | Q |
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Again and once again did I repeat the song | T |
'Nay ' said I 'more than half to the damsel must belong | T |
For she looked with such a look and she spake with such a tone | Q |
That I almost received her heart into my own ' | - |
William Wordsworth
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