An April Fool Of Long Ago Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHI JKJK LMNO DJDJ PQPQ RSRS JQJQ TUTU VQVQ MQOQ BWBW RKRK

In powdered wig and buckled shoeA
Knee breeches coat and waistcoat gayB
The wealthy squire rode forth to wooA
Upon a first of April dayB
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He would forget his lofty birthC
His spreading acres and his prideD
And Betty fairest maid on earthC
Should be his own his grateful brideD
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The maid was young and he was oldE
The maid was good to look uponF
Naught cared she for his land or goldE
Her love was for the good squire's sonG
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He found her as the noonday hushH
Lay on the world and called her nameI
She looked up conscious and her blushH
A tender interest did proclaimI
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For he was Hubert's sire and sheJ
To keep a secret tryst did goK
He said Methinks she cares for meJ
That April fool of long agoK
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The flattered squire his suit did pressL
Without delay Say wilt thou comeM
He said with pompous tendernessN
And share my wealth and grace my homeO
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Kind sir the lovely Betty criedD
I'm but a lass of low degreeJ
The love that is controlled by prideD
Is not true love at all quoth heJ
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I hold a man should woo and wedP
Where'er he wills should please himselfQ
There is the barrier strong she saidP
Of pedigree and place and pelfQ
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Could one so lowly hope to graceR
Your home Right proud his air and toneS
You're pure of heart and fair of faceR
Dear Betty you would grace a throneS
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Since you so highly think of meJ
Her tears and laughter were at strifeQ
You will not mind so much maybeJ
That I am Hubert's promised wifeQ
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Pale went the good squire's florid cheekT
His wrath flamed out but Betty stoodU
Brown haired red lipped blue eyed and meekT
A sight to make a bad man goodU
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She won on him But why this guileV
This secrecy His voice was roughQ
We feared she whispered with a smileV
You would not think me good enoughQ
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An April fool am I Come comeM
My offer stands As Hubert's wifeQ
He laughed you'll share my wealth and homeO
And brighten up a lonely lifeQ
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He kissed her cheek and rode awayB
Unbroken was his heart I wistW
For he was thinking of a dayB
A day back in youth's rosy mistW
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And of a form and of a faceR
My dear dead love he whispered lowK
The while he rode at sober paceR
That April fool of long agoK

Jean Blewett



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