The Two Thieves 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 mineA
And the skill which he learned on the banks of the TyneA
Then the Muses might deal with me just as they choseB
For I'd take my last leave both of verse and of proseB
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What feats would I work with my magical handC
Book learning and books should be banished the landC
And for hunger and thirst and such troublesome callsD
Every ale house should then have a feast on its wallsD
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The traveller would hang his wet clothes on a chairE
Let them smoke let them burn not a straw would he careE
For the Prodigal Son Joseph's Dream and his sheavesF
Oh what would they be to my tale of two ThievesF
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The One yet unbreeched is not three birthdays oldG
His Grandsire that age more than thirty times toldG
There are ninety good seasons of fair and foul weatherH
Between them and both go a pilfering togetherH
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With chips is the carpenter strewing his floorI
Is a cart load of turf at an old woman's doorI
Old Daniel his hand to the treasure will slideJ
And his Grandson's as busy at work by his sideJ
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Old Daniel begins he stops short and his eyeK
Through the lost look of dotage is cunning and slyK
'Tis a look which at this time is hardly his ownL
But tells a plain tale of the days that are flownL
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He once had a heart which was moved by the wiresM
Of manifold pleasures and many desiresM
And what if he cherished his purse 'Twas no moreI
Than treading a path trod by thousands beforeI
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'Twas a path trod by thousands but Daniel is oneN
Who went something farther than others have goneO
And now with old Daniel you see how it faresP
You see to what end he has brought his grey hairsP
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The pair sally forth hand in hand ere the sunN
Has peered o'er the beeches their work is begunN
And yet into whatever sin they may fallQ
This child but half knows it and that not at allQ
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They hunt through the streets with deliberate treadR
And each in his turn becomes leader or ledR
And wherever they carry their plots and their wilesS
Every face in the village is dimpled with smilesS
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Neither checked by the rich nor the needy they roamT
For the grey headed Sire has a daughter at homeT
Who will gladly repair all the damage that's doneN
And three were it asked would be rendered for oneN
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Old Man whom so oft I with pity have eyedJ
I love thee and love the sweet Boy at thy sideJ
Long yet may'st thou live for a teacher we seeU
That lifts up the veil of our nature in theeU

William Wordsworth



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