Richard And Kate: Or, Fair-day. - A Suffolk Ballad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'Come Goody stop your humdrum wheelA
Sweep up your orts and get your HatB
Old joys reviv'd once more I feelA
'Tis Fair day ay and more than thatB
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The DeliberationC
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'Have you forgot Kate prithee sayD
'How many Seasons here we've tarry'dB
'Tis Forty years this very dayB
'Since you and I old Girl were marriedB
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'Look out the Sun shines warm and brightB
'The Stiles are low the paths all dryE
'I know you cut your corns last nightB
'Come be as free from care as IE
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'For I'm resolv'd once more to seeF
'That place where we so often metB
'Though few have had more cares than weF
'We've none just now to make us fret '-
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Kate scorn'd to damp the generous flameG
That warm'd her aged Partner's breastB
Yet ere determination cameG
She thus some trifling doubts express'dB
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Difficulties ConsentB
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'Night will come on when seated snugH
'And you've perhaps begun some taleI
'Can you then leave your dear stone mugH
'Leave all the folks and all the Ale '-
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'Ay Kate I wool because I knowJ
'Though time has been we both could runC
'Such days are gone and over nowK
'I only mean to see the fun '-
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She straight slipp'd off the Wall and Band Terms used in spinningL
And laid aside her Lucks and TwitchesM
And to the Hutch a chest she reach'd her handB
And gave him out his Sunday BreechesM
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His Mattock he behind the doorN
And Hedging gloves again replac'dB
And look'd across the yellow MoorO
And urg'd his tott'ring Spouse to hasteB
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The Walk to the FairP
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The day was up the air sereneQ
The Firmament without a cloudB
The Bee humm'd o'er the level greenQ
Where knots of trembling Cowslips bow'dB
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And RICHARD thus with heart elateB
As past things rush'd across his mindB
Over his shoulder talk'd to KATEB
Who snug tuckt up walk'd slow behindB
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'When once a gigling Mawther youR
'And I a redfac'd chubby BoyS
'Sly tricks you play'd me not a fewR
'For mischief was your greatest joyS
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'Once passing by this very TreeF
'A Gotch pitcher of Milk I'd been to fillT
'You shoulder'd me then laugh'd to seeF
'Me and my Gotch spin down the Hill'T
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Discourse on past DaysM
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'Tis true ' she said 'but here beholdB
'And marvel at the course of TimeU
'Though you and I are both grown oldB
'This Tree is only in its prime '-
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'Well Goody don't stand preaching nowK
'Folks don't preach Sermons at a FAIRP
'We've rear'd Ten Boys and Girls you knowJ
'And I'll be bound they'll all be there '-
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Now friendly nods and smiles had theyB
From many a kind Fair going faceM
And many a pinch KATE gave awayB
While RICHARD kept his usual paceM
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At length arriv'd amidst the throngV
Grand children bawling hem'd them roundB
And dragg'd them by the skirts alongV
Where gingerbread bestrew'd the groundB
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The Arrival Country SportsM
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And soon the aged couple spy'dB
Their lusty Sons and Daughters dearW
When RICHARD thus exulting criedB
'Did'nt I tell you they'd be here '-
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The cordial greetings of the soulT
Were visible in every faceM
Affection void of all controulT
Govern'd with a resistless graceM
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'Twas good to see the honest strifeX
Which should contribute most to pleaseM
And hear the long recounted lifeX
Of infant tricks and happy daysM
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But now as at some nobler placesM
Amongst the Leaders 'twas decreedB
Time to begin the DICKY RACESM
More fam'd for laughter than for speedB
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RecollectionsM
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RICHARD look'd on with wond'rous gleeT
And prais'd the Lad who ehanc'd to winY
'KATE wan't I such a one as heT
'As like him ay as pin to pinY
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'Full Fifty years are pass'd awayB
'Since I rode this same ground aboutB
'Lord I was lively as the dayB
'I won the High lows out and outB
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'I'm surely growing young againZ
'I feel myself so kedge and plumpA2
'From head to foot I've not one painB2
'Nay hang me if I cou'd 'nt jump '-
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Thus spoke the ALE in RICHARD'S pateB
A very little made him mellowT
But still he lov'd his faithful KATEB
Who whisper'd thus 'My good old fellowT
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The DepartureC2
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'Remember what you promis'd meT
'And see the Sun is getting lowT
'The Children want an hour ye seeT
'To talk a bit before we go '-
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Like youthful Lover most complyingL
He turn'd and chuckt her by the chinY
Then all across the green grass hieingL
Right merry faces all akinY
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Their farewell quart beneath aD2
That droop'd its branches from aboveE2
Awak'd the pure felicityT
That waits upon PARENTAL LOVEE2
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KATE view'd her blooming Daughters roundB
And Sons who shook her wither'd handB
Her features spoke what joy she foundB
But utterance had made a standB
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An old Man's JoyS
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The Children toppled on the greenQ
And bowl'd their fairings down the hillT
Richard with pride beheld the sceneQ
Nor could he for his life sit stillT
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A Father's uncheck'd feelings gaveF2
A tenderness to all he saidB
'My Boys how proud am I to haveG2
'My name thus round the Country spreadB
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'Through all my days I've labour'd hardB
'And could of pains and Crosses tellT
'But this is Labour's great rewardB
'To meet ye thus and see ye wellT
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'My good old Partner when at homeH2
'Sometimes with wishes mingles tearsM
'Goody says I let what wool comeI2
'We've nothing for them but our pray'rsM
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Old Man's Joy continuedB
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'May you be all as old as IE
'And see you Sons to manhood growT
'And many a time before you dieE
'Be just as pleas'd as I am now '-
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Then raising still his Mug and VoiceM
'An Old Man's weakness don't despiseM
'I love you well my Girls and BoysM
'GOD bless you all ' so said his eyesM
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For as he spoke a big round dropJ2
Fell bounding on his ample sleeveK2
A witness which he could not stopJ2
A witness which all hearts believeK2
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Thou FILIAL PIETY wert thereP
And round the ring benignly brightB
Dwelt in the luscious half shed tearP
And in the parting word Good NightB
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The Return homeH2
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With thankful Hearts and strengthen'd LoveE2
The poor old PAIR supremely blestB
Saw the Sun sink behind the groveL2
And gain'd once more their lowly restB

Robert Bloomfield



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