The Ploughboy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH GJAJ KCHC LBDB DMNM OBDB HPIP

I wonder what he is thinkingA
In the ploughing field all dayB
He watches the heads of his oxenC
And never looks this wayB
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And the furrows grow longer and longerD
Around the base of the hillE
And the valley is bright with the sunsetF
Yet he ploughs and whistles stillE
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I am tired of counting the ridgesG
Where the oxen come and goH
And of thinking of all the blossomsI
That are trampled down belowH
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I wonder if ever he guessesG
That under the ragged brimJ
Of his torn straw hat I am peepingA
To steal a look at himJ
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The spire of the church and the windowsK
Are all ablaze in the sunC
He has left the plough in the furrowH
His summer day's work is doneC
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And I hear him carolling softlyL
A sweet and simple layB
That we often have sung togetherD
While he turns the oxen awayB
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The buttercups in the pastureD
Twinkle and gleam like starsM
He has gathered a golden handfulN
A leaning over the barsM
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He has shaken the curls from his foreheadO
And is looking up this wayB
O where is my sun bonnet motherD
He was thinking of me all dayB
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And I'm going down to the meadowH
For I know he is waiting thereP
To wreathe the sunshiny blossomsI
In the curls of my yellow hairP

Kate Seymour Maclean



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