Wash Lowry's Reminiscence Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGH IJIJKLKL MMMMNMIM OPQPRNRN STSTUPU MGMGMVMV EMEMWIWI MPMPXYXY MNMNZGZG MA2MA2PB2PB2 MJMJTC2TC2| And you're the poet of this concern | A |
| I've seed your name in print | B |
| A dozen times but I'll be dern | A |
| I'd 'a' never 'a' took the hint | B |
| O' the size you are fer I'd pictured you | C |
| A kind of a tallish man | D |
| Dark complected and sallor too | C |
| And on the consumpted plan | D |
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| 'Stid o' that you're little and small | E |
| With a milk and water face | F |
| 'Thout no snap in your eyes at all | E |
| Er nothin' to suit the case | F |
| Kind o'look like a I don't know | G |
| One o' these fair ground chaps | H |
| That runs a thingamajig to blow | G |
| Er a candy stand perhaps | H |
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| 'Ll I've allus thought that poetry | I |
| Was a sort of a some disease | J |
| Fer I knowed a poet once and he | I |
| Was techy and hard to please | J |
| And moody like and kindo' sad | K |
| And didn't seem to mix | L |
| With other folks like his health was bad | K |
| Er his liver out o' fix | L |
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| Used to teach fer a livelihood | M |
| There's folks in Pipe Crick yit | M |
| Remembers him and he was good | M |
| At cipherin' I'll admit | M |
| And posted up in G'ography | N |
| But when it comes to tact | M |
| And gittin' along with the school you see | I |
| He fizzled and that's a fact | M |
| - | |
| Boarded with us fer fourteen months | O |
| And in all that time I'll say | P |
| We never catched him a sleepin' once | Q |
| Er idle a single day | P |
| But shucks It made him worse and worse | R |
| A writin' rhymes and stuff | N |
| And the school committee used to furse | R |
| 'At the school warn't good enough | N |
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| He warn't as strict as he ought to been | S |
| And never was known to whip | T |
| Or even to keep a scholard in | S |
| At work at his penmanship | T |
| 'Stid o' that he'd learn 'em notes | U |
| And have 'em every day | P |
| Spilin' hymns and a splittin' th'oats | U |
| With his 'Do sol fa me ra ' | - |
| - | |
| Tel finally it was jest agreed | M |
| We'd have to let him go | G |
| And we all felt bad we did indeed | M |
| When we come to tell him so | G |
| Fer I remember he turned so white | M |
| And smiled so sad somehow | V |
| I someway felt it wasn't right | M |
| And I'm shore it wasn't now | V |
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| He hadn't no complaints at all | E |
| He bid the school adieu | M |
| And all o' the scholards great and small | E |
| Was mighty sorry too | M |
| And when he closed that afternoon | W |
| They sung some lines that he | I |
| Had writ a purpose to some old tune | W |
| That suited the case you see | I |
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| And then he lingered and delayed | M |
| And wouldn't go away | P |
| And shet himself in his room and stayed | M |
| A writin' from day to day | P |
| And kep' a gittin' stranger still | X |
| And thinner all the time | Y |
| You know as any feller will | X |
| On nothin' else but rhyme | Y |
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| He didn't seem adzactly right | M |
| Er like he was crossed in love | N |
| He'd work away night after night | M |
| And walk the floor above | N |
| We'd hear him read and talk and sing | Z |
| So lonesome like and low | G |
| My woman's cried like ever'thing | Z |
| 'Way in the night you know | G |
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| And when at last he tuck to bed | M |
| He'd have his ink and pen | A2 |
| 'So's he could coat the muse' he said | M |
| 'He'd die contented then' | A2 |
| And jest before he past away | P |
| He read with dyin' gaze | B2 |
| The epitaph that stands to day | P |
| To show you where he lays | B2 |
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| And ever sence then I've allus thought | M |
| That poetry's some disease | J |
| And them like you that's got it ought | M |
| To watch their q's and p's | J |
| And leave the sweets of rhyme to sup | T |
| On the wholesome draughts of toil | C2 |
| And git your health recruited up | T |
| By plowin' in rougher soil | C2 |
James Whitcomb Riley
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