Old Dave To Th' New Parson. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB BDBD EFGF HFFF FDID JKBK FLML NOPO QRSR SBFB FSTS SFSF GUVW XFYF FYFY YZDZ YFYF BA2FA2Soa yo're th' new parson are yo | A |
Well awm fain to see yo've come | B |
Yo'll feel a trifle strange at furst | C |
But mak yorsen at hooam | B |
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Aw hooap yo'll think nor war o' me | B |
If aw tell what's in mi noddle | D |
Remember if we dooant agree | B |
It's but an old man's twaddle | D |
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But aw might happen drop a hint | E |
'At may start yo to thinkin | F |
Awd help yo if aw saw mi way | G |
An do it too like winkin | F |
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Awm net mich up o' parsons | H |
Ther's some daycent ens aw know | F |
They're smart enuff at praichin | F |
But at practice they're too slow | F |
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For dooin gooid nooan can deny | F |
Ther chonces are mooast ample | D |
If they'd give us fewer precepts | I |
An rayther moor example | D |
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We need a friend to help waik sheep | J |
Oe'r life's rough ruts an boulders | K |
Ther's a big responsibility | B |
Rests on a parson's shoulders | K |
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But oft ther labor's all in vain | F |
Noa matter ha persistent | L |
Becoss ther taichin an ther lives | M |
Are hardly quite consistent | L |
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Ther's nowt can shake ther faith in God | N |
When bad is growing worse | O |
An nowt abate ther trust unless | P |
It chonce to touch ther purse | O |
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They say Who giveth to the poor | Q |
Lends to the Lord but yet | R |
They all seem varry anxious | S |
Net to get the Lord in debt | R |
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But wi my fooilish nooations | S |
Mayhap yo'll net agree | B |
Its like enuff 'at awm mistaen | F |
But it seems that way to me | B |
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If yo hear a clivver sarmon | F |
Yor attention it command's | S |
If yo know at th' praicher's heart's as white | T |
As what he keeps his hands | S |
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Ther's too mich love ov worldly ways | S |
An too mich affectation | F |
They work i'th' vinyard a few days | S |
Then hint abaat vacation | F |
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He has to have a holiday | G |
Because he's worked soa hard | U |
Well aw allus think 'at labor | V |
Is desarvin ov reward | W |
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What matters tho' his little flock | X |
A shepherd's care is wantin | F |
Old Nick may have his run o'th' fold | Y |
Wol he's off galavantin | F |
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Aw dooant say 'at yo're sich a one | F |
Yo seem a gradely sooart | Y |
But if yo' th' Gospel armour don | F |
Yo'll find it isn't spooart | Y |
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Dooant sell yor heavenly birthright | Y |
For a mess ov worldly pottage | Z |
But spend less time i'th' squire's hall | D |
An moor i'th' poor man's cottage | Z |
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Point aght the way an walk in it | Y |
They'll follow one bi one | F |
An when yo've gained yor journey's end | Y |
Yo'll hear them words Well done | F |
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A Christian soldier has to be | B |
Endurin bold an brave | A2 |
Strong in his faith he'll sewerly win | F |
As sewer as my name's Dave | A2 |
John Hartley
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