The Hartley Calamity Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The Hartley men are noble and	A
Ye'll hear a tale of woe	B
I'll tell the doom of the Hartley men	C
The year of sixty two	D
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'Twas on the Thursday morning on	E
The first month of the year	F
When there befell the thing that well	G
May rend the heart to hear	H
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Ere chanticleer with music rare	I
Awakes the old homestead	J
The Hartley men are up and off	K
To earn their daily bread	J
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On on they toil with heat they broil	L
And streams of sweat still glue	D
The stour unto their skins till they	M
Are black as the coal they hew	D
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Now to and fro the putters go	B
The waggons to and fro	B
And clang on clang the wheel and hoof	N
Ring in the mine below	B
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The din and strife of human life	O
Awake in 'wall' and 'board'	J
When lo a shock is felt which makes	P
Each human heart beat heard	J
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Each bosom thuds as each his duds	Q
He snatches and away	M
And to the distant shaft he flees	R
With all the speed he may	M
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Each all they flee by two by three	S
They seek the shaft to seek	T
An answer in each other's face	U
To what they may not speak	T
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Are we entombed they seem to ask	V
For the shaft is closed and no	B
Escape have they to God's bright day	M
From out the night below	B
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So stand in pain the Hartley men	C
And o'er them speedily comes	W
The memory of home and all	X
That links us to our homes	Y
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Despair at length renews their strength	Z
And they the shaft must clear	F
And soon the sound of mall and pick	A2
Half drowns the voice of fear	F
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And hark to the blow of the mal below	B
Do the sounds above reply	B2
Hurra hurra for the Hartley men	C
For now their rescue's nigh	B2
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Their rescue nigh The sound of joy	C2
And hope have ceased and ere	I
A breath is drawn a rumble heard	J
Re drives them to despair	I
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Together now behold them bow	D2
Their burden'd souls unload	J
In cries that never rise in vain	E2
Unto the living God	J
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Whilst yet they kneel again they fell	G
Their strength renewed again	C
The swing and the ring of the mall attests	F2
The might of the Hartley men	C
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And hark to the blow of the mall below	B
Do sounds above reply	B2
Hurra hurra for the Hartley men	C
For now their rescue's nigh	B2
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But lo yon light erewhile so bright	J
No longer lights the scene	G2
A cloud of mist yon light has kiss'd	J
And shorn it of its sheen	G2
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A cloud of mist yon light has kiss'd	J
See how long it steels	H2
Till one by one the lights are smote	J
And deep the doom prevails	I2
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Oh father till the shaft is rid	J
Close close besides me keep	J2
My eyelids are together glued	J
And I and I must sleep	J2
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Sleep darling sleep and I will keep	J2
Close by heigh ho To keep	J2
Himself awake the father strives	K2
But he he too must sleep	J2
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O brother till the shaft is rid	J
Close close besides me keep	J2
My eyelids are together glued	J
And I and I must sleep	J2
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Sleep brother sleep and I will keep	J2
Close by heigh ho To keep	J2
Half awake the brother strives	K2
But he he too must sleep	J2
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O mother dear wert wert thou near	F
Whilst sleep And the orphan slept	J
And all night long by the black pit heap	J2
The mother a dumb watch kept	J
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And fathers and mothers and sisters and brothers	L2
The lover and the new made bride	J
A vigil kept for those who slept	J
From eve to morning tide	J
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But they slept still in silence dread	J
Two hundred old and young	M2
To awake when heaven and earth have sped	J
And the last dread trumpet rung	M2

Joseph Skipsey

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