Father Felipe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EDFG HIFJ HAAA FHKC FBFL HKMD JHNK BKKF BAAA CBCI F CCCH| I speak not the English well but Pachita | A |
| She speak for me is it not so my Pancha | B |
| Eh little rogue Come salute me the stranger | C |
| Americano | D |
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| Sir in my country we say Where the heart is | E |
| There live the speech Ah you not understand So | D |
| Pardon an old man what you call old fogy | F |
| Padre Felipe | G |
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| Old Senor old just so old as the Mission | H |
| You see that pear tree How old you think Senor | I |
| Fifteen year Twenty Ah Senor just fifty | F |
| Gone since I plant him | J |
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| You like the wine It is some at the Mission | H |
| Made from the grape of the year eighteen hundred | A |
| All the same time when the earthquake he come to | A |
| San Juan Bautista | A |
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| But Pancha is twelve and she is the rose tree | F |
| And I am the olive and this is the garden | H |
| And Pancha we say but her name is Francisca | K |
| Same like her mother | C |
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| Eh you knew HER No Ah it is a story | F |
| But I speak not like Pachita the English | B |
| So if I try you will sit here beside me | F |
| And shall not laugh eh | L |
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| When the American come to the Mission | H |
| Many arrive at the house of Francisca | K |
| One he was fine man he buy the cattle | M |
| Of Jose Castro | D |
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| So he came much and Francisca she saw him | J |
| And it was love and a very dry season | H |
| And the pears bake on the tree and the rain come | N |
| But not Francisca | K |
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| Not for one year and one night I have walk much | B |
| Under the olive tree when comes Francisca | K |
| Comes to me here with her child this Francisca | K |
| Under the olive tree | F |
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| Sir it was sad but I speak not the English | B |
| So she stay here and she wait for her husband | A |
| He come no more and she sleep on the hillside | A |
| There stands Pachita | A |
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| Ah there's the Angelus Will you not enter | C |
| Or shall you walk in the garden with Pancha | B |
| Go little rogue st attend to the stranger | C |
| Adios Senor | I |
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| PACHITA briskly | F |
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| So he's been telling that yarn about mother | C |
| Bless you he tells it to every stranger | C |
| Folks about yer say the old man's my father | C |
| What's your opinion | H |
Bret Harte
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