Waivin Mewsic Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDEFFGHHG IJIJKLMEFFGHHG NONOGEGEFGGHHG GPGPGGGGQQRSTR

Ther's mewsic ith' shuttle ith' loom an ith frameA
Ther's melody mingled ith' noiseB
For th' active ther's praises for th' idle ther's blameA
If they'd harken to th' saand of its voiceC
An when flaggin a bit how refreshin to feelD
As you pause an look raand on the throngE
At the clank o' the tappet the hum o' the wheelD
Sing this plain unmistakable songE
Nick a ting nock a tingF
Wages keep pocketingF
Workin for little is better nor laikinG
Twist an twine reel an windH
Keep a contented mindH
Troubles are oft ov a body's own makinG
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To see workin fowk wi a smile o' ther faceI
As they labour thear day after dayJ
An hear th' women's voices float sweetly throo th' placeI
As they join i' some favorite layJ
It saands amang th' din as the violet seemsK
At peeps aght th' green dockens amongL
Diffusing a charm ovver th' rest by its meansM
Thus it blends i' that steady old songE
Nick a ting nock a tingF
Wages keep pocketingF
Workin for little is better nor laikinG
Twist an twine reel an windH
Keep a contented mindH
Troubles are oft ov a body's own makinG
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An then see what lessons are laid out anent usN
As pick after pick follows time after timeO
An warns us tho' silent to let nowt prevent usN
From strivin by little endeavours to climbO
Th' world's made o' trifles its dust forms a mountainG
Then nivver despair as yor trudgin alongE
If troubles will come an yor spirits disheartenG
Yo'll find ther's relief i' that steady owd songE
Nick a ting nock a tingF
Wages keep pocketinG
Workin for little is better nor laikinG
Twist an twine reel an windH
Keep a contented mindH
Troubles are oft ov a body's own makinG
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Life's warp comes throo Heaven th' weft's faand bi us senG
To finish a piece we're compell'd to ha booathP
Th' warp's reight but if th' weft should be faulty how thenG
Noa waiver ith' world can produce a gooid clooathP
Then let us endeavour by workin an strivinG
To finish awr piece so's noa fault can be funG
An then i' return for awr pains an contrivinG
Th' takker in 'll reward us and whisper well doneG
Clink a clank clink a clankQ
Workin withaat a thankQ
May be awr fortun if soa nivver mind itR
Strivin to do awr bestS
We shall be reight at lastT
If we lack comfort now then shall we find itR

John Hartley



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