An Attempt To Remember The "grandmother's Apology." Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCC DDEE FFGG HHGG IIHH JJKK LLMM NNOO PPMM QQHH R STSTNNR KTKTU VTWTNNR V G VGVGXXV YRZRA2A2V B2A2B2A2C2C2V A2 D2VD2VE2E2VWITH MANY APOLOGIES TO THE LAUREATE | A |
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And Willie my eldest born is gone you say little Anne | B |
Ruddy and white and strong on his legs he looks like a man | B |
He was only fourscore years quite young when he died | C |
I ought to have gone before but must wait for time and tide | C |
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So Harry's wife has written she was always an awful fool | D |
And Charlie was always drunk which made our families cool | D |
For Willie was walking with Jenny when the moon came up the dale | E |
And whit whit whit in the bush beside me chirrupt the nightingale | E |
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Jenny I know had tripped and she knew that I knew of it well | F |
She began to slander me I knew but I wouldn't tell | F |
And she to be slandering me the impertinent base little liar | G |
But the tongue is a fire as you know my dear the tongue is a fire | G |
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And the parson made it his text last week and he said likewise | H |
That a lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies | H |
That a downright hearty good falsehood doesn't so very much matter | G |
But a lie which is half a truth is worse than one that is flatter | G |
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Then Willie and Jenny turned in the sweet moonshine | I |
And he said to me through his tears Let your good name be mine | I |
And what do I care for Jane She was never over wise | H |
Never the wife for Willie thank God that I keep my eyes | H |
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Marry you Willie said I and I thought my heart would break | J |
But a man cannot marry his grandmother so there must be some mistake | J |
But he turned and clasped me in his arms and answered No love no | K |
Seventy years ago my darling seventy years ago | K |
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So Willie and I were wedded though clearly against the law | L |
And the ringers rang with a will and Willie's gloves were straw | L |
But the first that ever I bear was dead before it was born | M |
For Willie I cannot weep life is flower and thorn | M |
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Pattering over the boards my Annie an Annie like you | N |
Pattering over the boards and Charlie and Harry too | N |
Pattering over the boards of our beautiful little cot | O |
And I'm not exactly certain whether they died or not | O |
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And yet I know of a truth there is none of them left alive | P |
For Willie went at eighty and Harry at ninety five | P |
And Charlie at threescore years aye or more than that I'll be sworn | M |
And that very remarkable infant that died before it was born | M |
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So Willie has gone my beauty the eldest that bears the name | Q |
It's a soothing thought In a hundred years it'll be all the same | Q |
Here's a leg for a babe of a week says doctor in some surprise | H |
But fetch me my glasses Annie I'm thankful I keep my eyes | H |
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AIR Three Fishers went Sailing | R |
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Three attorneys came sailing down Chancery Lane | S |
Down Chancery Lane e'er the courts had sat | T |
They thought of the leaders they ought to retain | S |
But the Junior Bar oh they thought not of that | T |
For serjeants get work and Q C 's too | N |
And solicitors' sons in law frequently do | N |
While the Junior Bar is moaning | R |
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Three juniors sat up in Crown Office Row | K |
In Crown Office Row e'er the courts had sat | T |
They saw the solicitors passing below | K |
And the briefs that were rolled up so tidy and fat | T |
For serjeants get work etc | U |
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Three briefs were delivered to Jones Q C | V |
To Jones Q C e'er the courts had sat | T |
And the juniors weeping and wringing their paws | W |
Remarked that their business seemed uncommon flat | T |
For Serjeants get work and Q C 's too | N |
But as for the rest it's a regular do | N |
And the Junior Bar is moaning | R |
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Air Give that Wreath to Me | V |
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Farewell Manchester | G |
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Give that brief to me | V |
Without so much bother | G |
Never let it be | V |
Given to another | G |
Why this coy resistance | X |
Wherefore keep such distance | X |
Why hesitate so long to give that brief to me | V |
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II | - |
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Should'st thou ever find | Y |
Any counsel willing | R |
To conduct thy case | Z |
For one pound one shilling | R |
Scorn such vulgar tricks love | A2 |
One pound three and six love | A2 |
Is the proper thing then give that brief to me | V |
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III | - |
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Should thy case turn out | B2 |
Hopeless and delusive | A2 |
Still I'd rave and shout | B2 |
Using terms abusive | A2 |
Truth and sense might perish | C2 |
Still thy cause I'd cherish | C2 |
Hallow'd by thy gold then give that brief to me | V |
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IV | A2 |
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Should the learned judge | D2 |
Sit on me like fury | V |
Still I'd never budge | D2 |
There's the British Jury | V |
Should that stay prove rotten | E2 |
Bowen Brett and Cotton | E2 |
Would upset them all then give that brief to me | V |
Horace Smith
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