Th' Short-timer. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFGDDH IJIKLBLB D MDNDOPOP D QRQRSTUT D VWVXUYZA2 D B2C2B2C2D2E2D2E2 D| Some poets sing o' gipsy queens | A |
| An some o' ladies fine | B |
| Aw'll sing a song o' other scenes | A |
| A humbler muse is mine | B |
| Jewels an' gold an silken frills | C |
| Are things too heigh for me | D |
| But wol mi harp wi vigour thrills | C |
| Aw'll strike a chord for thee | D |
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| Poor lassie wan | E |
| Do th' best tha can | F |
| Although thi fate be hard | G |
| A time ther'll be | D |
| When sich as thee | D |
| Shall have yor full reward | H |
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| At hauf past five tha leaves thi bed | I |
| An off tha goes to wark | J |
| An gropes thi way to mill or shed | I |
| Six months o'th' year i'th' dark | K |
| Tha gets but little for thi pains | L |
| But that's noa fault o' thine | B |
| Thi maister reckons up his gains | L |
| An ligs i bed till nine | B |
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| Poor lassie wan c | D |
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| He's little childer ov his own | M |
| 'At's quite as old as thee | D |
| They ride i' cushioned carriages | N |
| 'At's beautiful to see | D |
| They'd fear to spoil ther little hand | O |
| To touch thy greasy brat | P |
| It's wark like thine at makes em grand | O |
| They nivver think o' that | P |
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| Poor lassie wan c | D |
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| I' summer time they romp an' play | Q |
| Where flowers grow wild and sweet | R |
| Ther bodies strong ther spirits gay | Q |
| They thrive throo morn to neet | R |
| But tha's a cough aw hear tha has | S |
| An oft aw've known thee sick | T |
| But tha mun work poor little lass | U |
| Foa hauf a craan a wick | T |
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| Poor lassie wan c | D |
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| Aw envy net fowks' better lot | V |
| Aw shouldn't like to swap | W |
| Aw'm quite contented wi mi cot | V |
| Aw'm but a workin chap | X |
| But if aw had a lot o' brass | U |
| Aw'd think o' them at's poor | Y |
| Aw'd have yo' childer workin less | Z |
| An mak yor wages moor | A2 |
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| Poor lassie wan c | D |
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| There is a land of pure delight | B2 |
| Where saints immortal reign | C2 |
| Infinite day excludes the night | B2 |
| And pleasures banish pain | C2 |
| Noa fact'ry bell shall greet thi ear | D2 |
| I' that sweet home ov love | E2 |
| An' those at scorn thi sufferins here | D2 |
| May envy thee above | E2 |
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| Poor lassie wan c | D |
John Hartley
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