The Old Man's Visit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBAACCAADD AAEEAAAA BBFFBBGFDDAAAADD AAHHAABBBBIIAAAAAADD DD AAJJBBBBHHKEAALLAAAA DD BBDDEEAAAABBBBBBEEMM AABBAABBDDDDJoe lives on the farm and Sam lives in the city | A |
I haven't a daughter at all more's the pity | A |
For girls to my mind are much nicer and neater | B |
Not such workers as boys but cuter and sweeter | B |
Sam has prospered in town has riches a plenty | A |
Big house fine library books written by Henty | A |
And Kipling and Cooper and all those big writers | C |
Swell pictures and busts of great heroes and fighters | C |
His home is a fine one from cellar to garret | A |
But not to my notion in fact I can't bear it | A |
I'm not hard to please but of all things provoking | D |
Is a woman around who sniffs when you're smoking | D |
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Last springtime Sam said Now Father how is it | A |
I can't coax you oftener up on a visit | A |
I couldn't think up any plausible reason | E |
So off I went with him to stop for a season | E |
Sam said with a laugh as we stepped from the ferry | A |
You won't mind my wife she's particular very | A |
It wasn't like home that house in the city | A |
Our Sam took his fun at the club more's the pity | A |
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It is in his own house when he has the leisure | B |
A man should find comfort and freedom and pleasure | B |
It wasn't so bad for me in the daytime | F |
Sam took me all over and made it a playtime | F |
But evenings were awful we sat there so proper | B |
While Sam's wife if nobody came in to stop her | B |
Read history to us or column by column | G |
A housekeeping journal or other dry volume | F |
I used to wish someone would give me a prodding | D |
My eyes would go shut and head fall a nodding | D |
She's an awful good housewife nothing gets musty | A |
Or littered about or untidy or dusty | A |
But a little disorder never did fret me | A |
And these perfect women they always upset me | A |
I can stand her dusting her shining her poking | D |
But wilt like a leaf when she sniffs when I'm smoking | D |
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I got so blamed homesick I couldn't be jolly | A |
I wanted our Joe and his little wife Molly | A |
My old corner at home and all the old places | H |
I wanted the youngsters who cared if their faces | H |
Were smeared up a trifle I didn't a penny | A |
Molly tends to 'em though she has so many | A |
I was tickled to death when I got a letter | B |
From Joe which ran Dear Dad I think you had better | B |
Get back to the farm in pretty short order | B |
Molly's papered your room and put on a border | B |
The baby she says has two new teeth to show you | I |
If you don't hustle back the dear thing won't know you | I |
She says to inform you that Bob Sue and Mary | A |
Are good as can be but your namesake's contrary | A |
Wants granddaddy's story and granddaddy's ditty | A |
And granddaddy off on a trot to the city | A |
I packed my belongings They tried to dissuade me | A |
Sam's wife said so proper I'm really afraid we | A |
Have not succeeded in our entertaining | D |
Oh yes said I some things won't stand much explaining | D |
She really meant well but of all things provoking | D |
Is a woman so perfect she sniffs when you're smoking | D |
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I was glad to get home it made me quite silly | A |
To hear the loud whinny of Starling and Billy | A |
And here was the farm with its orchards and meadows | J |
The big maple trees all throwing their shadows | J |
The stubble fields yellow the tall stacks of clover | B |
The wag of the stub of a tail on old Rover | B |
And here came dear Mary her hat on her shoulder | B |
With Sue trying hard to catch her and hold her | B |
Here came Tommy and Joe always foot in their classes | H |
And Bob with his features all crumbs and molasses | H |
Carrying a basin with fishworms and dirt in | K |
Oh that scalawag Bob I'm morally certain | E |
Is a chip of the old block it just seemed to strike me | A |
They'd named the boy rightly for he was so like me | A |
All laughing and calling Here's grandpa to play with | L |
And Bob supplementing And sleep 'ith and stay 'ith | L |
And then such a hugging with Molly behind me | A |
The tears came so fast that they threatened to blind me | A |
My heart overflowed with sorrow and pity | A |
For the boy I had left back there in the city | A |
His lot is a hard one indeed I'm not joking | D |
He lives with a woman who sniffs when he's smoking | D |
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The supper we had sir and when it was over | B |
The walk round the homestead close followed by Rover | B |
Who's most like a human You'd fancy him saying | D |
See those stacks Oh yes we have finished the haying | D |
That colt should be broken Old friend I'd just mention | E |
This farm stands in need of our closest attention | E |
And when the lamp lighted with Mary's beside me | A |
The boys at my feet and Bob up astride me | A |
I felt like a king I really can't write it | A |
Molly must take my pipe and fill it and light it | A |
Then plump herself down in her own little rocker | B |
For a visit with me Oh she is a talker | B |
Worth the listening to The threshing was over | B |
Joe had got ten dollars a ton for the clover | B |
Deacon Hope had had a sharp tiff with the preacher | B |
Over immersion and the pretty school teacher | B |
Intended to marry resigned her position | E |
Yes most of the church folks had signed the petition | E |
Against granting a license to Baker's saloon | M |
The Thanksgiving service would be coming on soon | M |
The neighbors were hearty had every one missed me | A |
Right here Molly stood on her tip toes and kissed me | A |
Sho Sam's wife is handsome and cultured and clever | B |
But she's not the woman that Molly is never | B |
Molly's smile is so kind and her hair is so glossy | A |
Her brown eyes look at you so sweet and so saucy | A |
Yes Joe's richer than Sam though Joe's but a farmer | B |
For his home atmosphere is brighter and warmer | B |
Sam has lots of money there's no use denying | D |
Has made himself wealthy and that without trying | D |
But what chance has a man indeed I'm not joking | D |
Who lives with a woman who sniffs when he's smoking | D |
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