Rosy Jane. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCE FGFHDIDI JKJKLMLM NOPOQRQR SRSRTUTU VSVSWXWX SYSYOLFL SZ A2SKSK SB2SB2SSC2S D2E2D2E2SFSF QSF2SG2H2G2H2 SKSKI2J2I2K2 SL2SM2N2D2LD2 D2O2D2O2LMLM SSSSP2Q2P2Q2 SFSOSFSO R2SS2SD2TD2T SSSSSSSS T2FU2FZQ2A2Q2 V2W2V2X2SSSS SD2SD2SOSFThe eve put on her sweetest shroud | A |
The summer dress she's often in | B |
Freck'd with white and purple cloud | A |
Dappled like a leopard's skin | B |
The martin by the cotter's shed | C |
Had welcom'd eve with twittering song | D |
The blackbird sang the sun to bed | C |
Old Oxey's briery dells among | E |
- | |
When o'er the field tript rosy Jane | F |
Fair as the flowers she treaded on | G |
But she was gloomy for her swain | F |
Who long to fight the French had gone | H |
She milk'd and sang her mournful song | D |
As how an absent maid did moan | I |
Who for a soldier sorrowed long | D |
That went and left her like her own | I |
- | |
Though dreadful drums had ceas'd their noise | J |
And peace proclaim'd returning Joe | K |
Delays so lingering dampt her joys | J |
And expectation nettled woe | K |
Hope mix'd with fear and doubts the while | L |
Look'd for his coming every hour | M |
As one when spring begins to smile | L |
Awaits the early opening flower | M |
- | |
With doubtful eyes we view the bud | N |
Though sweet the sun smiles on it then | O |
A blighting storm may tear the wood | P |
And blast our promises again | O |
With soldiers danger's always near | Q |
Poor Jane had deepest cause to sigh | R |
To day peace smiles with little fear | Q |
The next war bursts and Joe may die | R |
- | |
Each morn from window of her cot | S |
Adown the road she strain'd her eye | R |
Each eve she wander'd to the spot | S |
Where Joe had bid his last Good bye | R |
Where love had breath'd its last last vow | T |
Where each their keep sake trifles gave | U |
His prov'd love warm'd her bosom now | T |
This will I carry to my grave | U |
- | |
So said he looking on the box | V |
With poesy on the lid bespread | S |
So said he while the curling locks | V |
Her own hand sever'd from her head | S |
While she wip'd off the tear drops free | W |
With 'kerchief marked with his name | X |
And vow'd his ribbon then should be | W |
Her Sunday head dress till he came | X |
- | |
Thus Jenny's heart was drooping sad | S |
Her hopes and fears were then at strife | Y |
Lest false should prove her soldier lad | S |
And home return with foreign wife | Y |
Yet the last oath her love had ta'en | O |
Would hearten up her soul awhile | L |
'Should war return me safe to Jane | F |
No maid on earth shall me beguile | L |
- | |
Thus Jane sat milking full of thought | S |
As doubtful how the case might prove | Z |
'Luck comes unlook'd for and unsought ' | - |
So gossips say of wealth and love | A2 |
How true their wisdom turneth out | S |
How oft fulfill'd we little know | K |
But Jane proves once without a doubt | S |
What dames oft told to soothe her woe | K |
- | |
Old Joe the woodman with his kid | S |
Went home as warn'd the setting sun | B2 |
And stand and rest he often did | S |
To talk with Jane about his son | B2 |
True to his sunset clock he kept | S |
His Goody and his cot to find | S |
When strange to say with strutting step | C2 |
To night a soldier skipt behind | S |
- | |
His jacket shone so red so gay | D2 |
His feather o'er his cap did hing | E2 |
And in the fine genteelly way | D2 |
He'd learn'd his ribbon'd cane to swing | E2 |
Unus'd to see the flashing sight | S |
The startled thrush broke off her strain | F |
The sheep forgot their grass to bite | S |
And stared up at the passing swain | F |
- | |
Jane's 'skewing cow was struck with fear | Q |
And kick'd the milkpail on the ground | S |
Which made her shed another tear | F2 |
To think she nought but sorrow found | S |
But woodman Joe revers'd the plan | G2 |
And bawl'd My wench ne'er mind your fall | H2 |
Dry up your tears I bring the man | G2 |
Shall hide your loss and pay for all | H2 |
- | |
Ah sure enough 'twas him she wist | S |
She 'member'd well the face of Joe | K |
And almost swooned while he kiss'd | S |
So sudden pleasure banish'd woe | K |
My Jane he cried thy tears dry up | I2 |
His heart with love was beating warm | J2 |
He took the empty milkpail up | I2 |
And led her homeward on his arm | K2 |
- | |
Old Joe stumpt 'hind them on the road | S |
Heart lighten'd from war breeding woes | L2 |
And when the son begg'd take his load | S |
He said the sticks would spoil his clothes | M2 |
Since he so happy went from toil | N2 |
'Twas many a long and weary day | D2 |
And stumping on would often smile | L |
To think what dame at home would say | D2 |
- | |
The swain was busied all the way | D2 |
To tell his Jane of all he'd seen | O2 |
And talk about the parting day | D2 |
When last they met upon the green | O2 |
And show the 'bacco box the while | L |
And to the parting vow refer | M |
And hint when absent many a mile | L |
How such things made him think of her | M |
- | |
And still her lock of hair he'd got | S |
And near his heart the prize possess'd | S |
But Jenny's wonder knew it not | S |
Weav'd in a brooch upon his breast | S |
His wisdom fill'd her with surprise | P2 |
Since he had left his ploughs and carts | Q2 |
She thought than home bred louts how wise | P2 |
The people were in foreign parts | Q2 |
- | |
Ere half way home Joe had her led | S |
With eager speed each passing swain | F |
The news around the village spread | S |
Jane's sweetheart Joe's return'd again | O |
Old Goody stopt her wheel and smil'd | S |
And sought her cloke 'tween joy and pain | F |
And took her stick to meet her child | S |
She little hoped to see again | O |
- | |
Ah come and gone were many years | R2 |
Since Joe with soldiers took his quart | S |
And laugh'd to scorn his mother's tears | S2 |
That thorny thought still prick'd his heart | S |
Poor tottering soul her head was grey | D2 |
And grief and age had wrink'd her brow | T |
So alter'd since his parting day | D2 |
He hardly knew his mother now | T |
- | |
But tear drops ready stood to start | S |
At whispering nature's warm command | S |
O here's my mother leapt his heart | S |
He instant grasp'd her trembling hand | S |
O'ercome with joy My boy she said | S |
And on his propping arm reclin'd | S |
Death now may come without a dread | S |
I've found the all I wish'd to find | S |
- | |
That night around the cottage hearth | T2 |
Did meet the friends of maid and swain | F |
And every heart was fill'd with mirth | U2 |
And blest I ween were Joe and Jane | F |
Though Joe's old folks did lowly prove | Z |
And Jane's could boast cows ploughs and carts | Q2 |
They said they'd ne'er control her love | A2 |
But wish'd them joy with all their hearts | Q2 |
- | |
Joe told the wonder that he knew | V2 |
And all the dangers of the wars | W2 |
And then to prove his story true | V2 |
Unbrac'd his coat to show his scars | X2 |
The old folks saw and blest their child | S |
Each drank to the intended bride | S |
And brought her milk loss up and smil'd | S |
And wish'd no worse luck might betide | S |
- | |
Next day being Sunday folks believ'd | S |
They would be ask'd at church that day | D2 |
But Joe the gossips' thoughts deceiv'd | S |
And brought it in a nearer way | D2 |
He long ago did ring provide | S |
And wealth in dangerous wars had ta'en | O |
So he with licence bought his bride | S |
And crown'd the bliss of rosy Jane | F |
John Clare
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Rosy Jane. poem by John Clare
Best Poems of John Clare