Duffin Johnny. (a Rifleman's Adventure.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDBEBE FGFGEBEB HEHEIBIB EEEEBEBE JEJEGEGE EGEGEBEB BEKEGEGE ELELMBMN MEMEMEME OBOBMBMB EEEEPEPE EQEQEMEM MBMBEGR| Th' mooin shone breet wi' silver leet | A |
| An th' wind wor softly sighin | B |
| Th' burds did sleep an th' snails did creep | C |
| An th' buzzards wor a flying | D |
| Th' daisies donned ther neet caps on | B |
| An th' buttercups wor weary | E |
| When Jenny went to meet her John | B |
| Her Rifleman her dearie | E |
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| Her Johnny seemed as brave a lad | F |
| As iver held a rifle | G |
| An if ther wor owt in him bad | F |
| 'Twor nobbut just a trifle | G |
| He wore a suit o' sooity grey | E |
| To show 'at he wor willin | B |
| To feight for th' Queen and country | E |
| When perfect in his drillin | B |
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| His heead wor raand his back wor straight | H |
| His legs wor long an steady | E |
| His fist wor fully two pund weight | H |
| His heart wor true an ready | E |
| His upper lip wor graced at th' top | I |
| Wi' mustache strong an bristlin | B |
| It railly wor a spicy crop | I |
| Yo'd think to catch him whistlin | B |
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| His buzzum burned wi' thowts o' war | E |
| He long'd for battles' clatter | E |
| He grieved to think noa foeman dar | E |
| To cross that sup o' watter | E |
| He owned one spot an nobbut one | B |
| Within his heart wor tender | E |
| An as his darlin had it fun | B |
| He'd be her bold defender | E |
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| At neet he donn'd his uniform | J |
| War trials to endure | E |
| An helped his comrades brave to storm | J |
| A heap ov horse manure | E |
| They said it wor a citidel | G |
| Fill'd wi' some hostile power | E |
| They boldly made a breach and well | G |
| They triumph'd in an hour | E |
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| They did'nt wade to th' knees i' blooid | E |
| That spoils one's britches sadly | G |
| But th' pond o' sypins did as gooid | E |
| An scented 'em as badly | G |
| Ther wor noa slain to hug away | E |
| Noa heeads noa arms wor wantin | B |
| They lived to feight another day | E |
| An spend ther neets i' rantin | B |
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| Brave Johnny's rooad wor up a loin | B |
| Where all wor dark an shaded | E |
| Part grass part stooans part sludge an slime | K |
| But quickly on he waded | E |
| An nah an then he cast his e'e | G |
| An luk'd behund his shoulder | E |
| He worn't timid noa net he | G |
| He crack'd he knew few bolder | E |
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| But once he jumped an sed Oh dear | E |
| Becoss a beetle past him | L |
| But still he wor unknown to fear | E |
| He'd tell yo if yo asked him | L |
| He could'nt help for whispering once | M |
| This loin's a varry long un | B |
| A chap wod have but little chonce | M |
| Wi thieves if here amang 'em | N |
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| An all at once he heeard a voice | M |
| Cry out Stand and deliver | E |
| Your money or your life mak choice | M |
| Before your brains I shiver | E |
| He luk'd all raand but failed to see | M |
| A sign of livin craytur | E |
| Then tremlin dropt upon his knee | M |
| Fear stamp'd on ivvery faytur | E |
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| Gooid chap he said mi rifle tak | O |
| Mi belts mi ammunition | B |
| Aw've nowt but th' clooas 'at's o' mi back | O |
| Oh pity mi condition | B |
| Aw wish aw'd had a lot o' brass | M |
| Aw'd gie thi ivvery fardin | B |
| Aw'm nobbut goin to meet a lass | M |
| At Tate's berry garden | B |
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| Aw wish shoo wor aw dooant care where | E |
| Its her fault aw've to suffer | E |
| Just then a whisper in his ear | E |
| Said Johnny thar't a duffer | E |
| He luk'd an' thear cloise to him stuck | P |
| Wor Jenny burst wi' lafter | E |
| A'a John shoo says Aw've tried thi pluck | P |
| Aw'st think o' this at after | E |
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| An when tha tells what things tha'll do | E |
| An booasts o' manly courage | Q |
| Aw'st tell thi then as nah aw do | E |
| Go hooam an get thi porrige | Q |
| Why Jenny wor it thee he sed | E |
| Aw fancied aw could spy thi | M |
| Aw nobbut reckoned to be flaid | E |
| Aw did it but to try thi | M |
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| Just soa shoo says but certain 'tis | M |
| Aw hear thi heart a beatin | B |
| An tak this claat to wipe thi phiz | M |
| Gooid gracious ha tha'rt sweeatin | B |
| Thar't brave noa daat an tha can crow | E |
| Like booastin cock a doodle | G |
| But nooan sich men for me aw vow | R |
| When wed aw'll wed a 'noodle ' | - |
John Hartley
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