The Farmer's Daughter Cherry Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCCC BDBDBEFE BCBCBBBB GHIHJCK LBLBMKMK NCNCOCOC KCKCICK KCPCBCBC CQCQRKRK SQSQKCK ABABBCB| The Farmer quit what he was at | A |
| The bee hive he was smokin' | B |
| He tilted back his old straw hat | A |
| Says he 'Young man you're jokin' | B |
| O Lordy Lord forgive the swar | C |
| Ain't ye a cheeky sinner | C |
| Come if I give my gal thar | C |
| Where would you find her dinner | C |
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| 'Now look at me I settl'd down | B |
| When I was one and twenty | D |
| Me and my axe and Mrs Brown | B |
| And stony land a plenty | D |
| Look up thar ain't that homestead fine | B |
| And look at them thar cattle | E |
| I tell ye since that early time | F |
| I've fit a tidy battle | E |
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| 'It kinder wrestles down a man | B |
| To fight the stuns and mire | C |
| But I sort of clutch'd to thet thar plan | B |
| Of David and Goliar | C |
| Want was the mean old Philistine | B |
| That strutted round the clearin' | B |
| Of pebbles I'd a hansum line | B |
| And flung 'em nothin' fearin' | B |
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| 'They hit him square right whar they ought | G |
| Them times I had an arm | H |
| I lick'd the giant and I bought | I |
| A hundred acre farm | H |
| My gal was born about them days | J |
| I was mowin' in the medder | C |
| When some one comes along and says | K |
| 'The wife's gone thro' the shadder ' | - |
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| 'Times thought it was God's will she went | L |
| Times thought she work'd too slavin' | B |
| And for the young one that was sent | L |
| I took to steady savin' | B |
| Jest cast your eye on that thar hill | M |
| The sugar bush just tetches | K |
| And round by Miller Jackson's mill | M |
| All round the farm stretches | K |
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| ''Ain't got a mind to give that land | N |
| To any snip snap feller | C |
| That don't know loam from mud or sand | N |
| Or if corn's blue or yaller | C |
| I've got a mind to keep her yet | O |
| Last Fall her cheese and butter | C |
| Took prizes sakes I can't forget | O |
| Her pretty pride and flutter | C |
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| 'Why you be off her little face | K |
| For me's the only summer | C |
| Her gone 'twould be a queer old place | K |
| The Lord smile down upon her | C |
| All goes with her the house and lot | I |
| You'd like to get 'em very | C |
| I'll give 'em when this maple bears | K |
| A bouncin' ripe red cherry ' | - |
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| The Farmer fixed his hat and specks | K |
| And pursed his lips together | C |
| The maple wav'd above his head | P |
| Each gold and scarlet feather | C |
| The Teacher's Honest heart sank down | B |
| How could his soul be merry | C |
| He knew though teaching in a town | B |
| No maple bears a cherry | C |
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| Soft blew the wind the great old tree | C |
| Like Saul to David's singing | Q |
| Nodded its jewelled crown as he | C |
| Swayed to the harp strings' ringing | Q |
| A something rosy not a leaf | R |
| Stirs up amid the branches | K |
| A miracle may send relief | R |
| To lovers fond and anxious | K |
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| O rosy is the velvet cheek | S |
| Of one 'mid red leaves sitting | Q |
| The sunbeams played at hide and seek | S |
| With the needles in her knitting | Q |
| 'O Pa ' The Farmer prick'd his ears | K |
| Whence came that voice so merry | C |
| The Teacher's thoughtful visage clears | K |
| 'The maple bears a cherry ' | - |
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| The Farmer tilted back his hat | A |
| 'Well gal as I'm a human | B |
| I'll always hold as doctrine that | A |
| Thar's nothin' beats a woman | B |
| When crown'd that maple is with snow | B |
| And Christmas bells are merry | C |
| I'll let you have her Jack that's so | B |
| Be sure you're good to Cherry ' | - |
Isabella Valancy Crawford
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