The Farmer's Bride Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDCDD EEFFGFGFHH IIDDDJJKKKLLLL GMGMLLLL FFGGF| Three summers since I chose a maid | A |
| Too young maybe but more's to do | B |
| At harvest time that a bide and woo | B |
| When us was wed she turned afraid | A |
| Of love and me and all things human | C |
| Like the shut of winter's day | D |
| Her smile went out and twadn't a woman | C |
| More like a little frightened fay | D |
| One night in the Fall she runned away | D |
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| Out 'mong the sheep her be they said | E |
| Should properly have been abed | E |
| But sureenough she wadn't there | F |
| Lying awake with her wide brown stare | F |
| So over seven acre field and up along across the down | G |
| We chased her flying like a hare | F |
| Before out lanterns To Church Town | G |
| All in a shiver and a scare | F |
| We caught her fetched her home at last | H |
| And turned the key upon her fast | H |
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| She does the work about the hosue | I |
| As well as most but like a mouse | I |
| Happy enough to cheat and play | D |
| With birds and rabbits and such as they | D |
| So long as men folk keep away | D |
| Not near not near her eyes beseech | J |
| When one of us comes within reach | J |
| The woman say that beasts in stall | K |
| Look round like children at her call | K |
| I've hardly heard her speak at all | K |
| Shy as a leveret swift as he | L |
| Straight and slight as a young larch tree | L |
| Sweet as the first wild violets she | L |
| To her wild self But what to me | L |
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| The short days shorten and the oaks are brown | G |
| The blue smoke rises to the low grey sky | M |
| One leaf in the still air falls slowly down | G |
| A magpie's spotted feathers lie | M |
| An the black earth spread white with rime | L |
| The berries redden up to Christmas time | L |
| What's Christmas time without there be | L |
| Some other in the house than we | L |
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| She sleeps up in the attic there | F |
| Alone poor maid Tis but a stair | F |
| Betwixt us Oh my God the down | G |
| The soft young down of her the brown | G |
| The brown of her her eyes her hair her hair | F |
Charlotte Mary Mew
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