Jim Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGF HIJIKLML NOPOQRSR TUVRUWXYX RZA2ZA2RB2 RC2D2C2E2F2A2He was jes a plain ever' day all round kind of a jour | A |
Consumpted Iookin' but la | B |
The jokeiest wittiest story tellin' song singin' laughin'est jolliest | C |
Feller you ever saw | D |
Worked at jes coarse work but you kin bet he was fine enough in his talk | E |
And his feelin's too | F |
Lordy Ef he was on'y back on his bench ag'in to day a carryin' on | G |
Like he ust to do | F |
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Any shopmate'll tell you there never was on top o' dirt | H |
A better feller'n Jim | I |
You want a favor and couldn't git it anywheres else | J |
You could git it o' him | I |
Most free heartedest man thataway in the world I guess | K |
Give up ever' nickel he's worth | L |
And ef you'd a wanted it and named it to him and it was his | M |
He'd a give you the earth | L |
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Allus a reachin' out Jim was and a he'ppin' some | N |
Pore feller onto his feet | O |
He'd a never a keered how hungry he was hisse'f | P |
So's the feller got somepin' to eat | O |
Didn't make no differ'nce at all to him how he was dressed | Q |
He ust to say to me | R |
'You togg out a tramp purty comfortable in winter time a huntin' a job | S |
And he'll git along ' says he | R |
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Jim didn't have ner never could git ahead so overly much | T |
O' this world's goods at a time | U |
'Fore now I've saw him more'n onc't lend a dollar and haf to more'n | V |
likely | R |
Turn round and borry a dime | U |
Mebby laugh and joke about it hisse'f fer awhile then jerk his coat | W |
And kindo' square his chin | X |
Tie on his apern and squat hisse'f on his old shoe bench | Y |
And go to peggin' ag'in | X |
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Patientest feller too I reckon 'at ever jes natchurly | R |
Coughed hisse'f to death | Z |
Long enough after his voice was lost he'd laugh in a whisper and say | A2 |
He could git ever'thing but his breath | Z |
'You fellers ' he'd sorto' twinkle his eyes and say | A2 |
'Is a pilin' onto me | R |
A mighty big debt fer that air little weak chested ghost o' mine to pack | B2 |
Through all Eternity ' | - |
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Now there was a man 'at jes 'peared like to me | R |
'At ortn't a never a died | C2 |
'But death hain't a showin' no favors ' the old boss said | D2 |
'On'y to Jim ' and cried | C2 |
And Wigger who puts up the best sewed work in the shop | E2 |
Er the whole blame neighborhood | F2 |
He says 'When God made Jim I bet you He didn't do anything else that day | A2 |
But jes set around and feel good ' | - |
James Whitcomb Riley
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