Awr Dooad. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDEF GHDHDCDC ICJCDDKD LMLBMEME MBMBDCDC KBBBMBMB| Her ladyship's getten a babby | A |
| An they're makkin a famous to do | B |
| They say Providence treated her shabby | A |
| Shoo wor fairly entitled to two | B |
| But judgin bi th' fuss an rejoicin | C |
| It's happen as weel as it is | D |
| For they could'nt mak moor ov a hoilful | E |
| Nor what they are makkin o' this | F |
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| He's heir to ther titles an riches | G |
| Far moor nor he ivver can spend | H |
| Wi' hard times an cold poverty's twitches | D |
| He'll nivver be called to contend | H |
| Life's rooad will be booarded wi' flaars | D |
| An pleasur will wait on his train | C |
| He can suck at life's sweets an its saars | D |
| Will nivver need cause him a pain | C |
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| Aw cannot help thinkin ha diff'rent | I |
| It wor when awr Dooady wor born | C |
| Aw'd to tramp fifteen mile throo a snow storm | J |
| One bitterly cold early morn | C |
| Aw'd to goa ax old Mally o'th' Hippins | D |
| If shoo'd act as booath doctor an nurse | D |
| An God bless her shoo sed Aye an welcome | K |
| Tho' aw had'nt a meg i' mi purse | D |
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| 'Twor hard scrattin to get what wor needed | L |
| But we managed someha to pool throo' | M |
| An what we wor short we ne'er heeded | L |
| For that child fun us plenty to do | B |
| But we'd health an we loved one another | M |
| Soa things breetened up after a while | E |
| An nah that young lad an his mother | M |
| Cheer mi on wi' ther prattle an smile | E |
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| Them at th' Hall may mak feeastin an bluster | M |
| An ther table may grooan wi' its looad | B |
| But ther's one thing aw know they can't muster | M |
| That's a lad hawf as grand as awr Dooad | B |
| For his face is like lillies an rooases | D |
| An his limbs sich as seldom are seen | C |
| An just like his father's his nooas is | D |
| An he's getten his mother's blue een | C |
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| Soa th' lord an his lady are welcome | K |
| To mak all they like o' ther brat | B |
| They may hap him i' silk an i' velvet | B |
| He's net a bit better for that | B |
| I' life's race they'll meet all sooarts o' weather | M |
| But if they start fair on th' same rooad | B |
| They may run pratty nearly together | M |
| But aw'll bet two to one on awr Dooad | B |
John Hartley
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