Fiddler Jones Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEEFGHIJKLEMEMMMD NOMCMP

The earth keeps some vibration goingA
There in your heart and that is youB
And if the people find you can fiddleC
Why fiddle you must for all your lifeD
What do you see a harvest of cloverE
Or a meadow to walk through to the riverE
The wind's in the corn you rub your handsF
For beeves hereafter ready for marketG
Or else you hear the rustle of skirtsH
Like the girls when dancing at Little GroveI
To Cooney Potter a pillar of dustJ
Or whirling leaves meant ruinous drouthK
They looked to me like Red Head SammyL
Stepping it off to Toor a LoorE
How could I till my forty acresM
Not to speak of getting moreE
With a medley of horns bassoons and piccolosM
Stirred in my brain by crows and robinsM
And the creak of a wind mill only theseM
And I never started to plow in my lifeD
That some one did not stop in the roadN
And take me away to a dance or picnicO
I ended up with forty acresM
I ended up with a broken fiddleC
And a broken laugh and a thousand memoriesM
And not a single regretP

Edgar Lee Masters



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