Dow's Flat Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABB CDCDD CECEE FGFGG HIHII JKLKK MNMNN OPOPP QRQRR SNSNN TCUCC VWVWW XYXYY ZXZXX NA2NA2A2Dow's flat That's its name | A |
And I reckon that you | B |
Are a stranger The same | A |
Well I thought it was true | B |
For thar isn't a man on the river as can't spot the place at first view | B |
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It was called after Dow | C |
Which the same was an ass | D |
And as to the how | C |
Thet the thing kem to pass | D |
Jest tie up your hoss to that buckeye and sit ye down here in the grass | D |
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You see this 'yer Dow | C |
Hed the worst kind of luck | E |
He slipped up somehow | C |
On each thing thet he struck | E |
Why ef he'd a straddled thet fence rail the derned thing'd get up and buck | E |
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He mined on the bar | F |
Till he couldn't pay rates | G |
He was smashed by a car | F |
When he tunneled with Bates | G |
And right on the top of his trouble kem his wife and five kids from the States | G |
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It was rough mighty rough | H |
But the boys they stood by | I |
And they brought him the stuff | H |
For a house on the sly | I |
And the old woman well she did washing and took on when no one was nigh | I |
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But this 'yer luck of Dow's | J |
Was so powerful mean | K |
That the spring near his house | L |
Dried right up on the green | K |
And he sunk forty feet down for water but nary a drop to be seen | K |
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Then the bar petered out | M |
And the boys wouldn't stay | N |
And the chills got about | M |
And his wife fell away | N |
But Dow in his well kept a peggin' in his usual ridikilous way | N |
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One day it was June | O |
And a year ago jest | P |
This Dow kem at noon | O |
To his work like the rest | P |
With a shovel and pick on his shoulder and derringer hid in his breast | P |
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He goes to the well | Q |
And he stands on the brink | R |
And stops for a spell | Q |
Jest to listen and think | R |
For the sun in his eyes jest like this sir you see kinder made the cuss blink | R |
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His two ragged gals | S |
In the gulch were at play | N |
And a gownd that was Sal's | S |
Kinder flapped on a bay | N |
Not much for a man to be leavin' but his all as I've heer'd the folks say | N |
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And That's a peart hoss | T |
Thet you've got ain't it now | C |
What might be her cost | U |
Eh Oh Well then Dow | C |
Let's see well that forty foot grave wasn't his sir that day anyhow | C |
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For a blow of his pick | V |
Sorter caved in the side | W |
And he looked and turned sick | V |
Then he trembled and cried | W |
For you see the dern cuss had struck Water Beg your parding young man there you lied | W |
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It was gold in the quartz | X |
And it ran all alike | Y |
And I reckon five oughts | X |
Was the worth of that strike | Y |
And that house with the coopilow's his'n which the same isn't bad for a Pike | Y |
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Thet's why it's Dow's Flat | Z |
And the thing of it is | X |
That he kinder got that | Z |
Through sheer contrairiness | X |
For 'twas water the derned cuss was seekin' and his luck made him certain to miss | X |
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Thet's so Thar's your way | N |
To the left of yon tree | A2 |
But a look h'yur say | N |
Won't you come up to tea | A2 |
No Well then the next time you're passin' and ask after Dow and thet's me | A2 |
Bret Harte (francis)
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