Bedfordshire Ballad. - I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CCDD EEFF GGHD IIJJ KKGG DDLL MMNN OOPP QQRR DDII SSTT UVWW XXYY ZZMM GGA2A2 DDB2B2 C2 C2C2VV SSPPTHE TWO MAIDENS | A |
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The following Verses were written for a country Penny Reading | B |
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Two Bedfordshire maidens in one village dwelt | C |
Side by side in their Church every Sunday they knelt | C |
They were not very pretty and not very plain | D |
And their names were Eliza and Emily Jane | D |
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Now Carpenter Smith was young steady and still | E |
And wherever he went worked and played with a will | E |
To bed he went early and early did rise | F |
So of course he was healthy and wealthy and wise | F |
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But John he grew tired of a bachelor's life | G |
So he looked all around him in search of a wife | G |
And his eyes as they wandered again and again | H |
Returned to Eliza and Emily Jane | D |
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And whenever those maidens encountered his eye | I |
Their pulses beat quickly perhaps you know why | I |
They each of them thought him a wonderful Don | J |
And wished to be married to Carpenter John | J |
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But John as you've heard was a prudent young man | K |
And determined their faults and their merits to scan | K |
Says he If I marry I'm tied for my life | G |
So it's well to be cautious in choosing a wife | G |
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Now I'm sorry to say that young Emily Jane | D |
Was disposed to be rather conceited and vain | D |
In fact for the truth I'm obliged to confess | L |
Was decidedly fond of extravagant dress | L |
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So she thought the best way to the Carpenter's heart | M |
Was to purchase gay dresses and finery smart | M |
In the carrier's van off to Bedford she went | N |
And many weeks' wages in finery spent | N |
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Her dress it was blue and her ribbons were green | O |
And her chignon the highest that ever was seen | O |
And perched on the top heavy laden with flowers | P |
Was a bonnet embosomed in beautiful bowers | P |
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So red as she walked to the Church was her shawl | Q |
That the bull in the farm yard did bellow and bawl | Q |
And so high were her heels that on entering the door | R |
She slipped and she stumbled and fell on the floor | R |
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Says Carpenter Smith It's decidedly plain | D |
That I'd better keep clear of that Emily Jane | D |
So from Emily Jane he averted his eye | I |
And just at that moment Eliza passed by | I |
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Now Eliza had thought If his heart I subdue | S |
It shall not be by dresses and finery new | S |
For a lover who's taken by ornaments gay | T |
Will love some one else ere a week pass away | T |
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So her ribbons were lilac white straw was her bonnet | U |
Her dress was light grey with dark braiding upon it | V |
Her jacket was black and her boots of stout leather | W |
Were fitted for walking in all sorts of weather | W |
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She was not very pretty and yet in her smile | X |
There was something that charmed by its freedom from guile | X |
And tho' lowly her lot yet her natural grace | Y |
Made her look like a lady in figure and face | Y |
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A rose from the garden she wore on her breast | Z |
And John as her fingers he tenderly press'd | Z |
Seemed to feel a sharp arrow 'twas Cupid's first dart | M |
Come straight from the rosebud and enter his heart | M |
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Now John and Eliza are husband and wife | G |
Their quarrels are few and contented their life | G |
They eat and they drink and they dress in good taste | A2 |
For their money they spend on their wants not in waste | A2 |
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But I'm sorry to say that Miss Emily Jane | D |
Has still an aversion to dress that is plain | D |
And the consequence is that she always has stayed | B2 |
And is likely to stay a disconsolate maid | B2 |
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MORAL | C2 |
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Young ladies I hope you'll attend to my moral | C2 |
When you hear it I'm sure you and I shall not quarrel | C2 |
If you're pretty fine dress is not needed to show it | V |
If you're ugly fine dress will make all the world know it | V |
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Young men if you wish as I trust you all do | S |
A partner for worse or for better to woo | S |
Don't marry a peacock dressed out in gay feathers | P |
But a wife guaranteed to wear well in all weathers | P |
Edward Woodley Bowling
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