Away To The Fair Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEDBFB GGGB GHIHDBJB K LMNMOBPB K Q Q RBSB K STSUVBWB K FXFXSYBSB K ZSZSFBFB GGGBThe chorus is old | A |
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AWAY to the Fair my lad did repair | B |
Ere day had the welkin adorned | C |
Now day's glidden by and night's in the sky | D |
And he he has never returned | E |
Now day's glidden by coal black is the sky | D |
And tho' a dead calm's in the air | B |
O'er mountain and plain a storm brews amain | F |
And Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear what can the matter be | G |
O dear what can the matter be | G |
Dear dear what can the matter be | G |
Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
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Came Tam cap a gley with Robin and he | G |
But nodded to Bell o'er the way | H |
And Robin did call on Tib at the Hall | I |
But naught of his neighbour did say | H |
And Allie went by a laugh in his eye | D |
For Meg of the Colliree Square | B |
But never a word of Willie was heard | J |
And Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear etc | K |
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I ended my wark while lilted the lark | L |
'Tere lere' to his grass hidden mate | M |
And drest in my best a rose in my breast | N |
I've waited his coming and wait | M |
The door set ajar the fire I stir | O |
And often a combing my hair | B |
I hark for the beat of two merry feet | P |
But Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear etc | K |
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'What ails the jewel ' my mother she cries | Q |
'Ye're white as the cap on your head ' | - |
'An imp's in the lass ' my father replies | Q |
'Let let her be off to her bed ' | - |
Atween hearth and door I wander the floor | R |
A deaf to their bidding and prayer | B |
And halt but to keek in the storm rock'd night | S |
But Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear etc | K |
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Now fear fills the house some shriek from affright | S |
The dog howls aloud by the hearth | T |
For runnels of fire do flash thro' the night | S |
And deep thunder growls shake the earth | U |
On high at each growl 'Tu whit ' cries the owl | V |
'Tu whoo ' while the windows declare | B |
In terrific screams how the fierce rain teems | W |
And Willie's not come from the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear etc | K |
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Away dies the storm and up peers the moon | F |
To brighten a cloud black as death | X |
While a clear cock crow succeeds to the tune | F |
The storm piped the while he had breath | X |
Now sleeps the whole house save cricket and | S |
mouse | Y |
I oft to the window repair | B |
And start at each sound but the hours go round | S |
And Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear etc | K |
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The night weareth old to bed I must go | Z |
But neither to slumber nor rest | S |
The thought of my lad the weary night so | Z |
Will pierce like a thorn in my breast | S |
But up with the lark to granny's I'll down | F |
For if he's arrived he'll be there | B |
And if he is not I'll off to the town | F |
And seek for him all thro' the Fair | B |
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Chorus O dear what can the matter be | G |
O dear what can the matter be | G |
Dear dear what can the matter be | G |
Willie comes not from the Fair | B |
Joseph Skipsey
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