Dow's Flat Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCB DEDEFE DGDGHG IJIJKJ LMLMNM OPQPP RSRSS TUTUVU WXWXYX ZSZSFS A2DB2DSD C2D2C2D2C2D2 E2C2E2C2F2C2 G2E2G2E2H2E2 SI2SI2DI2

Dow's Flat That's its nameA
And I reckon that youB
Are a stranger The sameA
Well I thought it was trueB
For thar isn't a man on the river as can't spot the place at firstC
viewB
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It was called after DowD
Which the same was an assE
And as to the howD
Thet the thing kem to passE
Jest tie up your hoss to that buckeye and sit ye down here in theF
grassE
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You see this 'yer DowD
Hed the worst kind of luckG
He slipped up somehowD
On each thing thet he struckG
Why ef he'd a straddled thet fence rail the derned thing'd get upH
and buckG
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He mined on the barI
Till he couldn't pay ratesJ
He was smashed by a carI
When he tunneled with BatesJ
And right on the top of his trouble kem his wife and five kids fromK
the StatesJ
-
It was rough mighty roughL
But the boys they stood byM
And they brought him the stuffL
For a house on the slyM
And the old woman well she did washing and took on when no oneN
was nighM
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But this 'yer luck of Dow'sO
Was so powerful meanP
That the spring near his houseQ
Dried right up on the greenP
And he sunk forty feet down for water but nary a drop to be seenP
-
Then the bar petered outR
And the boys wouldn't stayS
And the chills got aboutR
And his wife fell awayS
But Dow in his well kept a peggin' in his usual ridikilous wayS
-
One day it was JuneT
And a year ago jestU
This Dow kem at noonT
To his work like the restU
With a shovel and pick on his shoulder and derringer hid in hisV
breastU
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He goes to the wellW
And he stands on the brinkX
And stops for a spellW
Jest to listen and thinkX
For the sun in his eyes jest like this sir you see kinder madeY
the cuss blinkX
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His two ragged galsZ
In the gulch were at playS
And a gownd that was Sal'sZ
Kinder flapped on a bayS
Not much for a man to be leavin' but his all as I've heer'd theF
folks sayS
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And That's a peart hossA2
Thet you've got ain't it nowD
What might be her costB2
Eh Oh Well then DowD
Let's see well that forty foot grave wasn't his sir that dayS
anyhowD
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For a blow of his pickC2
Sorter caved in the sideD2
And he looked and turned sickC2
Then he trembled and criedD2
For you see the dern cuss had struck Water Beg your pardingC2
young man there you liedD2
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It was GOLD in the quartzE2
And it ran all alikeC2
And I reckon five oughtsE2
Was the worth of that strikeC2
And that house with the coopilow's his'n which the same isn't badF2
for a PikeC2
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Thet's why it's Dow's FlatG2
And the thing of it isE2
That he kinder got thatG2
Through sheer contrairinessE2
For 'twas WATER the derned cuss was seekin' and his luck made himH2
certain to missE2
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Thet's so Thar's your wayS
To the left of yon treeI2
But a look h'yur sayS
Won't you come up to teaI2
No Well then the next time you're passin' and ask after DowD
and thet's MEI2

Bret Harte



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