The Spinning Wheel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAAAAAAAAAA BBCCDDEEAAAA FFBBGGBBHHAA| Mellow the moonlight to shine is beginning | A |
| Close by the window young Eileen is spinning | A |
| Bent over the fire her blind grandmother sitting | A |
| Is crooning and moaning and drowsily knitting | A |
| Eileen achora I hear someone tapping | A |
| 'Tis the ivy dear mother against the glass flapping | A |
| Eily I surely hear somebody sighing | A |
| 'Tis the sound mother dear of the summer wind dying | A |
| Merrily cheerily noiselessly whirring | A |
| Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the foot's stirring | A |
| Sprightly and brightly and airily ringing | A |
| Thrills the sweet voice of the young maiden singing | A |
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| What's that noise that I hear at the window I wonder | B |
| 'Tis the little birds chirping the holly bush under | B |
| What makes you be shoving and moving your stool on | C |
| And singing all wrong that old song of The Coolun' | C |
| There's a form at the casement the form of her true love | D |
| And he whispers with face bent I'm waiting for you love | D |
| Get up on the stool through the lattice step lightly | E |
| We'll rove in the grove while the moon's shining brightly | E |
| Merrily cheerily noiselessly whirring | A |
| Swings the wheel spins the wheel while the foot's stirring | A |
| Sprightly and brightly and airily ringing | A |
| Thrills the sweet voice of the young maiden singing | A |
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| The maid shakes her head on her lips lays her fingers | F |
| Steals up from her seat longs to go and yet lingers | F |
| A frightened glance turns to her drowsy grandmother | B |
| Puts one foot on the stool spins the wheel with the other | B |
| Lazily easily swings now the wheel round | G |
| Slowly and lowly is heard not the reel's sound | G |
| Noiseless and light to the lattice above her | B |
| The maid steps then leaps to the arms of her lover | B |
| Slower and slower and slower the wheel swings | H |
| Lower and lower and lower the reel rings | H |
| Ere the reel and the wheel stopped their ringing and moving | A |
| Through the grove the young lovers by moonlight are roving | A |
John Francis Waller
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