Marthy Ellen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEF CCGGCCHH IIJJKKLL MMCCLLCCM MMCCNNCC KKOOCCDEM| They's nothin' in the name to strike | A |
| A feller more'n common like | A |
| 'Taint liable to git no praise | B |
| Ner nothin' like it nowadays | B |
| An' yit that name o' her'n is jest | C |
| As purty as the purtiest | C |
| And more 'n that I'm here to say | D |
| I'll live a thinkin' thataway | E |
| And die far Marthy Ellen | F |
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| It may be I was prejudust | C |
| In favor of it from the fust | C |
| 'Cause I kin ricollect jest how | G |
| We met and hear her mother now | G |
| A callin' of her down the road | C |
| And aggervatin' little toad | C |
| I see her now jes' sort o' half | H |
| Way disapp'inted turn and laugh | H |
| And mock her 'Marthy Ellen ' | - |
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| Our people never had no fuss | I |
| And yit they never tuck to us | I |
| We neighbered back and foreds some | J |
| Until they see she liked to come | J |
| To our house and me and her | K |
| Were jest together ever'whur | K |
| And all the time and when they'd see | L |
| That I liked her and she liked me | L |
| They'd holler 'Marthy Ellen ' | - |
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| When we growed up and they shet down | M |
| On me and her a runnin' roun' | M |
| Together and her father said | C |
| He'd never leave her nary red | C |
| So he'p him ef she married me | L |
| And so on and her mother she | L |
| Jest agged the gyrl and said she 'lowed | C |
| She'd ruther see her in her shroud | C |
| I writ to Marthy Ellen | M |
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| That is I kindo' tuck my pen | M |
| In hand and stated whur and when | M |
| The undersigned would be that night | C |
| With two good hosses saddled right | C |
| Far lively travelin' in case | N |
| Her folks 'ud like to jine the race | N |
| She sent the same note back and writ | C |
| 'The rose is red ' right under it | C |
| 'Your 'n allus Marthy Ellen ' | - |
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| That's all I reckon Nothin' more | K |
| To tell but what you've heerd afore | K |
| The same old story sweeter though | O |
| Far all the trouble don't you know | O |
| Old fashioned name and yit it's jest | C |
| As purty as the purtiest | C |
| And more 'n that I'm here to say | D |
| I'll live a thinking thataway | E |
| And die far Marthy Ellen | M |
James Whitcomb Riley
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