The Linnet Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCACA ADAEFGAGHAHAFAFAFIAI FJAAGKLMFBN NNNNNONO APAQFNFNLittle linnet stop a minnit | A |
Let me have a tawk with thee | B |
Tell me what this life has in it | A |
Maks thee seem so full o' glee | B |
Why is pleasure i' full measure | C |
Thine throo rooasy morn to neet | A |
Has ta fun some wondrous treasure | C |
Maks thi be for ivver breet | A |
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Sang the linnet wait a minnit | A |
Let me whisper in thine ear | D |
Life has lots o' pleasure in it | A |
Though a shadow's oftimes near | E |
Ivvery shoolder has its burden | F |
Ivvery heart its weight o' care | G |
But if bravely yo accept it | A |
Duty finds some pleasure thear | G |
Lazy louts dooant know what rest is | H |
Those who labor find rest sweet | A |
Grumling souls ne'er know what best is | H |
Blessins wither 'neath ther feet | A |
Sorrow needs noa invitation | F |
Joy is shy an must be sowt | A |
Grief seeks onny sitiwation | F |
Willin to accept for nowt | A |
All pure pleasure is retirin | F |
Allus modest shrinkin shy | I |
Like a violet but goa seek it | A |
An yo'll find it by an bye | I |
Birds an blossoms shaars an sunshine | F |
Strive to cheer man on his way | J |
An its nobbut them 'at willn't | A |
'At cant taste some joy each day | A |
Awm a teeny little songster | G |
All mi feathers plainly grave | K |
But aw wish noa breeter plumage | L |
Awm content wi' what aw have | M |
An mi mate is just as lovin | F |
An he sings as sweet to me | B |
An his message nivver varies | N |
'Love me love as aw love thee ' | - |
An together o'er awr nestlins | N |
We keep watch i' hooaps to see | N |
They may sooin share in awr gladness | N |
Full ov love from envy free | N |
Grumbler cast a look araand thi | N |
Is this world or thee to blame | O |
Joys an blessins all surraand thi | N |
Dar to grummel fie for shame | O |
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An that linnet in a minnit | A |
Flitted off the trees among | P |
An those joys its heart had in it | A |
Ovverflowed i' limpid song | Q |
An it left me sittin blinkin | F |
As it trill'd its nooats wi glee | N |
An truly to my way o' thinkin | F |
Th' linnet's far moor sense nor me | N |
John Hartley
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