Fieldfares Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBA CCBBC BBBBB DDEED FFGGF HHIIH JJKKJ LLMML| Fieldfares bonny fieldfares feedin' 'mang the bent | A |
| Wheer the sun is shinin' through yon cloud's wide rent | A |
| Welcoom back to t' moorlands | B |
| Frae Norway's fells an' shorelands | B |
| Welcoom back to Whardill now October's ommost spent | A |
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| Noisy chackin' fieldfares weel I ken your cry | C |
| When i' flocks you're sweepin' ower the hills sae high | C |
| Oft on trees you gethers | B |
| Preenin' out your feathers | B |
| An' I'm fain to see your coats as blue as t' summer sky | C |
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| Curlews larks an' tewits all have gone frae t' moors | B |
| Frost has nipped i' t' garden all my bonny floors | B |
| Roses lilies pansies | B |
| Stocks an' yallow tansies | B |
| Fade away an' soon the leaves 'll clutter doon i' shoors | B |
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| Here i' bed I'm liggin' liggin' day by day | D |
| Hay cart whemmled ower and underneath I lay | D |
| I was nobbut seven | E |
| Soon I'll be eleven | E |
| Fower times have I seen you fieldfares coom an' flee away | D |
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| You'll be gone when t' swallow bigs his nest o' loam | F |
| April winds 'll blaw you far ower t' saut sea foam | F |
| You'll not wait while May time | G |
| Summer dews an' hay time | G |
| Lang afore our gerse is mawn your mates 'll call you home | F |
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| Fieldfares liltin' fieldfares you'll noan sing to me | H |
| Why sud you bide silent while you've crossed the sea | H |
| Are you brokken hearted | I |
| Sin frae home you've parted | I |
| Leavin' far frae Yorkshire moors your nests i' t' tall fir tree | H |
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| Storm cock sings at new yeer swingin' on yon esh | J |
| Sings his loudest song when t' winds do beat an' lesh | J |
| Robins throstles follow | K |
| An' when cooms the swalloww | K |
| All the birds 'll chirm to see our woodlands green an' nesh | J |
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| Fieldfares bonny fieldfares I'll be gone 'fore you | L |
| I'm sae weak an' dowly hands are thin an' blue | L |
| Pain is growin' stranger | M |
| As the neets get langer | M |
| Will you miss my face at whiles when t' owd yeer's changed to t' new | L |
Frederic William Moorman
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