Uncle Bob Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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OLD Uncle Bob lay on the settleA
At eventide while on the hobB
'Roe tee riti too' sang the kettleA
And charmed the dear heart of old BobB
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'Ree tee riti too' on his ears longC
The ear chaining melody playedD
Till back on his mind rushed the yearsE
longC
Entombed and he more than half saidF
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'Twas just such an even as this isG
When down by the oak in the dellH
The bliss was made mine of all blissesG
In glances I won from my NellH
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An August sun hung in the heavenI
Or slowly went down o'er the hillJ
When lilting her song to the evenK
The darling skipt over the rillJ
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From moss'd stone to moss'd stone sheL
skipt andM
Then up like a roe the hillsideN
Anon pass'd the willow tree tript andM
Then then what had Ellen espiedM
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Had sight of my face the maid flurriedM
'Not flurried ' I murmur'd 'Nay nay '-
As plucking a harebell she hurriedM
Again with her prize up the wayO
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The harebell consigned to her bosomP
Her eyes seem'd to rivet she viewedM
And still with a smile viewed the blossomP
Till near to the spot where I stoodM
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Then raising her head and a goldenI
Lock twisting a word left her tongueQ
Recall'd to my fancy an oldenI
Time dearer than bard ever sungQ
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That time now of times ah an oldenI
Time dearer than bard ever sungQ
And oh for the glamour so goldenI
The moment that word left her tongueQ
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'Dear Robin ' she said and so sweetlyL
She linked the word 'dear ' with my nameR
My senses forsook me completelyL
And fierce delight shook my whole frameR
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'Dear Nelly ' said I and the sweetestM
Of hands in my hands I then prestM
And the hour that ensued was the fleetestM
That ever a mortal man blestM
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Nay while yet the words she had spokenI
Like silver bells rang in my earsG
I felt that a barrier was brokenI
Had kept us asunder for yearsG
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Then lived we the olden time overS
Again ah the sweetest of hoursG
Ere years aid the mind to discoverS
What cankers may lurk in life's flowersG
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When at the eve song of the ouselL
Our hearts with a rapture would glowL
Would mock what his fiercest carousalL
Can on the mad Bacchant bestowL
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Then hand in hand skimmed we theT
meadowL
Or up the deep valley would runI
And find in the willow's cool shadowL
A shield from the heat of the sunI
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There sat we full often and prattledM
Of all we had done or would doM
And still from our little tongues rattledM
Whatever we fancied or knewM
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Aground its old stem oft we sportedM
And charmed with their colour or smellL
As oft 'neath its shade we assortedM
The blooms we had pluck'd in the dellL
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That time of times dearest that oldenI
Time dearer than bard ever sungQ
The meanest of flowers yet a goldenI
Flower seem'd to this bosom when youngQ
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The daisy we'd prize coy and cosyL
Its white cup blood rimm'd and the goldM
Of its eye made it worthy the posyL
Our mothers should smile to beholdM
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We'd there too the blue bell which lovethT
To play with the breeze in the shadeM
As eastward in spring tide he movethT
To heal the wounds winter hath madeM
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The cowslip was ours who with maidenI
Like modesty looks at the groundM
While winds with her riches are ladenI
And earth with her beauty is crown'dM
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The woodbine we loved and as trulyL
The poppy that flared in the sunI
Whose cup black and crimson we dulyL
Were taught by our mothers to shunI
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To later born bloom as to earlyL
Our little hearts opened or clungQ
To darnel as primrose and rarelyL
Oft while each we gathered we sungQ
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And echo oft woke at our singingU
Or laughed back our laughter aloudM
While down thro' the clear air came ringingU
A trill from the lark in the cloudM
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That time of times dearest that oldenI
Time dearer than bard ever sungQ
Thus fleeted so radiant and goldenI
The hours when this bosom was youngQ
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Thus fleeted the spring and the summerS
Thus richer hued autumn went pass'dM
And welcome awaited the comerS
When winter came on with a blastM
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Then oft we with puft cheeks have strivenI
To mock the wind's bugles and mockedM
While oaks in his anger were drivenI
And houses like cradles were rock'dM
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Then loved we to see the snow fallingU
In large feathery flakes to the groundM
And oft in each other snow ballingU
An hour of pure rapture was foundM
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Then loved we the skater to view asL
He flew here and there in a triceL
And up for a clap our hands flew asL
He wrote out his name on the iceL
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Then then when the brisk day had endedM
Then then for the night that came downV
The hour I to Nelly then wendedM
The welcome my errand would crownV
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The father would hand me a cracketM
The mother would smoothen my hairW
The sister would rax down my jacketM
Or with me some dainty would shareW
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Then while round the table would storyL
On story the elder folk tellL
Wee Robin was left in his gloryL
To prate in the nook with wee NellL
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And so pass's the time time that oldenI
Time dearer than bard ever sungQ
Then oh for the dreams bright and goldenI
That nightly their spells o'er us flungQ
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That time of times dearest that oldenI
Time dearer than bard ever sungQ
Of this so we talk'd till the goldenI
Sun sank and the Moon o'er us hungQ
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Then look's up a moment the maidenI
And gazed on the planet aboveX
And I saw in her eyes a soul ladenI
And sparkling with rapture and loveX
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Then gushed from those wells of pure beautyL
Such spells had my heart been a stoneY
I'd felt as I felt then my dutyL
My love and my all were her ownY
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Then tho' failed my speech crabb'd and brokenI
To speak what I'd do for her sakeZ
More golden words never were spokenI
Than seemed to her ear what I spakeZ
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Then claspt I her tight to my bosomP
And ere that great moment had pass'dM
I kist and was kist by the blossomP
And oh that first kiss was our lastM
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I kiss'd and was kiss'd love controlled inK
That moment my arms round her castM
We kiss'd and our feelings so goldenI
But oh that first kiss was our lastM
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Beneath a dark alder a devilL
In man's shape had lurked and that hourS
A tale of black import and evilL
Had enter'd her fond father's doorA2
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And from that loved door I was chiddenI
Till raving and dying she layL
Then to her bed side I was biddenI
But what could I then do or sayL
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She perish'd the victim of slanderS
And I from that time was oft eyedM
Alone in the night tide to wanderS
And pace for long hours the burnsideM
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And this would I do till from sorrowL
And manifold labour and prayerW
My soul did an angel's strength borrowL
To break the strong bonds of despairW
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'Then peace peace was mine ' On the settleL
Unc turned here and saw at the hobB
A little Nell using the kettleL
And 'Tea tea ' she said 'Uncle Bob '-

Joseph Skipsey



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