The Two Thieves; Or, The Last Stage Of Avarice Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IIJJ KKLL MMII NOPP NNQQ RRSS TTNN JJUU| O now that the genius of Bewick were mine | A |
| And the skill which he learned on the banks of the Tyne | A |
| Then the Muses might deal with me just as they chose | B |
| For I'd take my last leave both of verse and of prose | B |
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| What feats would I work with my magical hand | C |
| Book learning and books should be banished the land | C |
| And for hunger and thirst and such troublesome calls | D |
| Every ale house should then have a feast on its walls | D |
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| The traveller would hang his wet clothes on a chair | E |
| Let them smoke let them burn not a straw would he care | E |
| For the Prodigal Son Joseph's Dream and his sheaves | F |
| Oh what would they be to my tale of two Thieves | F |
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| The One yet unbreeched is not three birthdays old | G |
| His Grandsire that age more than thirty times told | G |
| There are ninety good seasons of fair and foul weather | H |
| Between them and both go a pilfering together | H |
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| With chips is the carpenter strewing his floor | I |
| Is a cart load of turf at an old woman's door | I |
| Old Daniel his hand to the treasure will slide | J |
| And his Grandson's as busy at work by his side | J |
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| Old Daniel begins he stops short and his eye | K |
| Through the lost look of dotage is cunning and sly | K |
| 'Tis a look which at this time is hardly his own | L |
| But tells a plain tale of the days that are flown | L |
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| He once had a heart which was moved by the wires | M |
| Of manifold pleasures and many desires | M |
| And what if he cherished his purse 'Twas no more | I |
| Than treading a path trod by thousands before | I |
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| 'Twas a path trod by thousands but Daniel is one | N |
| Who went something farther than others have gone | O |
| And now with old Daniel you see how it fares | P |
| You see to what end he has brought his grey hairs | P |
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| The pair sally forth hand in hand ere the sun | N |
| Has peered o'er the beeches their work is begun | N |
| And yet into whatever sin they may fall | Q |
| This child but half knows it and that not at all | Q |
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| They hunt through the streets with deliberate tread | R |
| And each in his turn becomes leader or led | R |
| And wherever they carry their plots and their wiles | S |
| Every face in the village is dimpled with smiles | S |
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| Neither checked by the rich nor the needy they roam | T |
| For the grey headed Sire has a daughter at home | T |
| Who will gladly repair all the damage that's done | N |
| And three were it asked would be rendered for one | N |
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| Old Man whom so oft I with pity have eyed | J |
| I love thee and love the sweet Boy at thy side | J |
| Long yet may'st thou live for a teacher we see | U |
| That lifts up the veil of our nature in thee | U |
William Wordsworth
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