To A True Friend. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHIH JKJKCDCD ELELMEME MNMNOPOQ| Here'sa song to mi brave old friend | A |
| A friend who has allus been true | B |
| His day's drawin near to its end | A |
| When he'll leeav me as all friends mun do | B |
| His teeth have quite wasted away | C |
| He's grown feeble an blind o' one ee | D |
| His hair is all sprinkled wi' gray | C |
| But he's just as mich thowt on bi me | D |
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| When takkin a stroll into th' taan | E |
| He's potterin cloise at mi heels | F |
| Noa matter whearivver aw'm baan | E |
| His constancy nivver once keels | F |
| His feyts an his frolics are o'er | G |
| But his love nivver offers to fail | H |
| An altho' some may fancy us poor | I |
| They could'nt buy th' wag ov his tail | H |
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| If th' grub is sometimes rayther rough | J |
| An if prospects for better be dark | K |
| He nivver turns surly an gruff | J |
| Or shows discontent in his bark | K |
| Ther's nubdy can tice him away | C |
| He owns but one maister that's me | D |
| He seems to know all 'at aw say | C |
| An maks th' best ov his lot what it be | D |
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| Aw've towt him a trick nah an then | E |
| Just when it has suited mi whim | L |
| But aw'm foorced to admit to misen | E |
| At aw've leearned far mooar lessons throo him | L |
| He may have noa soul to be saved | M |
| An when life ends i' this world he's done | E |
| But aw wish aw could say aw'd behaved | M |
| Hawf as weel when my life's journey's run | E |
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| Yo may call it a fooilish consait | M |
| But to me he's soa faithful an dear | N |
| 'At whativver mi futer estate | M |
| Aw'st feel looansum if Dick isn't thear | N |
| But if foorced to part once for all | O |
| An his carcase to worms aw mun give | P |
| His mem'ry aw oft shall recall | O |
| For he nivver can dee wol aw live | Q |
John Hartley
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