The Reaper In The Bush Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDFGG HIH JJ KLKLM NONOEF E EAJ P PQR DMD Q MDMDMM SETEU MJM VV MMMMW XYXYZZ JMJMD| He was lyin' on his bunk | A |
| In the hut behind the mill | B |
| Ravin' like a man wild drunk | A |
| Never silent never still | B |
| 'Best go in an' say Good bye ' | C |
| Says old Blair 'He's got to die ' | C |
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| God I never want to see | D |
| Any face so wrung with pain | E |
| Nor to hear such blasphemy | D |
| Ever in my life again | F |
| White he was an' starey eyed | G |
| With his hand pressed to his side | G |
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| 'Now he raves ' says Daddy Pike | H |
| 'He ain't wise to what he says | I |
| Never have I heard the like | H |
| All me wicked livin' days ' | - |
| 'Raise him up a bit ' says Blair | J |
| 'Put that pillow under there | J |
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| 'Raise him There now easy lad | K |
| Turn a little gently so | L |
| You'll not feel it near so bad | K |
| Painin' Yes I know I know | L |
| Yes old man it's Blair your friend | M |
| Boys he's very near the end ' | - |
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| Soon a saner calmer look | N |
| Came in Murray's strainin' eyes | O |
| Though his body heaved an' shook | N |
| He held back his awful cries | O |
| Till another wave of pain | E |
| Gripped him an' he shrieked again | F |
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| 'Christ ' he called 'O Christ the pain | E |
| Boys you know I ain't a funk ' | - |
| Still he took the Name in vain | E |
| Writhin' there upon his bunk | A |
| 'Do you call him ' says old Blair | J |
| Pointin' upward 'He is there ' | - |
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| 'Blair ' he gasps 'Do you believe | P |
| Such as me Is there a chance ' | - |
| 'Easy Murray Don't you grieve | P |
| You ain't worth a single glance | Q |
| Save of pity from His eye | R |
| Laddie pray before you die ' | - |
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| 'God I'm frightened Blair ' says he | D |
| 'Boys you know I never whined | M |
| Where's the hope for one like me | D |
| I ain't no hymn singin' kind ' | - |
| There was pleadin' in his glance | Q |
| 'Blair ' says he 'is there a chance ' | - |
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| Old Bob Blair reached for his hand | M |
| 'Chance there is an' certainty | D |
| Try to think an' understand | M |
| Nothin's There to fear ' says he | D |
| 'Him the Merciful the Mild | M |
| Think ye He would strike a child | M |
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| 'Think ye that he put you here | S |
| Gave you labour gave you pain | E |
| So your end should be fear | T |
| That you plead to Him in vain | E |
| Nay dear laddie while you've breath | U |
| Live in hope an' smile on death ' | - |
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| With a hard hand woman kind | M |
| He pushed back the sweaty hair | J |
| 'Now then laddie ease your mind | M |
| Pain will end for you out There ' | - |
| An' the smile on Blair's rough face | V |
| Was a blessin' an' a grace | V |
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| 'God ' says Ben 'You are a friend | M |
| Friend old man an' father too | M |
| Hold my hand right to the end | M |
| They'll take notice There of you | M |
| Good bye Jim an' Dusty Dick | W |
| Simon Pike I'm goin' quick ' | - |
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| With his eyes shut tight he lay | X |
| His breath comin' in great sobs | Y |
| An' his poor lips seemed to pray | X |
| As his hand held fast to Bob's | Y |
| Now his sobs an' prayin' cease | Z |
| Says old Blair 'God give him peace | Z |
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| 'Give him peace ' sighed old Bob Blair | J |
| As he rose beside the dead | M |
| But I caught his wistful stare | J |
| An' the muttered words he said | M |
| 'God ' he prayed 'if one there be | D |
| Give such faith an' peace to me ' | - |
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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