The Weavers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABB CDCDD EFEFF DGDGH| Many a time your father gave me aid | A |
| When I was down and now I'm down again | B |
| You mustn't take it bad or be dismayed | A |
| Because I say young folk should help old men | B |
| And 'tis their duty to do that Amen | B |
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| I have no cows no sheep no cloak no hat | C |
| For those who used to give me things are dead | D |
| And my luck died with them because of that | C |
| I won't pay you a farthing but instead | D |
| I'll owe you till the dead rise from the dead | D |
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| A farthing that's not much but all the same | E |
| I haven't half a farthing for that grand | F |
| Big idiot called Fortune rigged the game | E |
| And gave me nothing while she filled the hand | F |
| Of every stingy devil in the land | F |
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| You weave and I you shirts I weave instead | D |
| My careful verse but you get paid at times | G |
| The only rap I get is on my head | D |
| But should it come again that men like rhymes | G |
| And pay for them I'll pay you for your shirt | H |
James Stephens
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