The Girt Woak Tree Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCBBDDEEEEFFAA EEGGDDHIJKEELLMMAA BBDDNNEEAAEEDDEEDDAA| The girt woak tree that's in the dell | A |
| There's noo tree I do love so well | A |
| Vor times an' times when I wer young | B |
| I there've a climb'd an' there've a zwung | B |
| An' pick'd the eacorns green a shed | C |
| In wrestlen storms from his broad head | C |
| An' down below's the cloty brook | B |
| Where I did vish with line an' hook | B |
| An' beat in playsome dips and zwims | D |
| The foamy stream wi' white skinn'd lim's | D |
| An' there my mother nimbly shot | E |
| Her knitten needles as she zot | E |
| At evenen down below the wide | E |
| Woak's head wi' father at her zide | E |
| An' I've a played wi' many a bwoy | F |
| That's now a man an' gone awoy | F |
| Zoo I do like noo tree so well | A |
| 'S the girt woak tree that's in the dell | A |
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| An' there in leater years I roved | E |
| Wi' thik poor maid I fondly lov'd | E |
| The maid too feair to die so soon | G |
| When evenen twilight or the moon | G |
| Cast light enough 'ithin the pleace | D |
| To show the smiles upon her feace | D |
| Wi' eyes so clear's the glassy pool | H |
| An' lips an' cheaks so soft as wool | I |
| There han' in han' wi' bosoms warm | J |
| Wi' love that burned but thought noo harm | K |
| Below the wide bough's tree we past | E |
| The happy hours that went too vast | E |
| An' though she'll never be my wife | L |
| She's still my leaden star o' life | L |
| She's gone an' she've a left to me | M |
| Her token in the girt woak tree | M |
| Zoo I do love noo tree so well | A |
| 'S the girt woak tree that's in the dell | A |
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| An' oh mid never ax nor hook | B |
| Be brought to spweil his steately look | B |
| Nor ever roun' his ribby zides | D |
| Mid cattle rub ther heairy hides | D |
| Nor pigs rout up his turf but keep | N |
| His lwonesome sheade vor harmless sheep | N |
| An' let en grow an' let en spread | E |
| An' let en live when I be dead | E |
| But oh if men should come an' vell | A |
| The girt woak tree that's in the dell | A |
| An' build his planks 'ithin the zide | E |
| O' zome girt ship to plough the tide | E |
| Then life or death I'd goo to sea | D |
| A sailen wi' the girt woak tree | D |
| An' I upon his planks would stand | E |
| An' die a fighten vor the land | E |
| The land so dear the land so free | D |
| The land that bore the girt woak tree | D |
| Vor I do love noo tree so well | A |
| 'S the girt woak tree that's in the dell | A |
Ingeborg Bachmann
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