The Broken Crutch. - A Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I tell you Peggy said a voice behindA
A hawthorn hedge with wild briars thick entwin'dA
Where unseen trav'llers down a shady wayB
Journey'd beside the swaths of new mown hayB
I tell you Peggy 'tis a time to proveC
Your fortitude your virtue and your loveD
From honest poverty our lineage sprungE
Your mother was a servant quite as youngE
You weep perhaps she wept at leaving homeF
Courage my girl nor fear the days to comeG
Go still to church my Peggy plainly drestA
And keep a living conscience in your breastA
Look to yourself my lass the maid's best fameH
Beware nor bring the Meldrums into shameH
Be modest to the voice of age attendA
Be honest and you'll always find a friendA
Your uncle Gilbert stronger far than II
Will see you safe on him you must relyI
I've walk'd too far this lameness oh the painJ
Heav'n bless thee child I'll halt me back againK
But when your first fair holiday may beL
Rise with the lark and spend your hours with meL
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Young Herbert Brooks in strength and manhood boldA
Who round the meads his own possessions stroll'dA
O'erheard the charge and with a heart so gayB
Whistled his spaniel and pursu'd his wayB
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A Hint for a LibertineM
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Soon cross'd his path and short obeisance paidA
Stout Gilbert Meldrum and a country maidA
A box upon his shoulder held full wellN
Her worldly riches but the truth to tellN
She bore the chief herself that nobler partA
That beauteous gem an uncorrupted heartA
And then that native loveliness that cheekO
It bore the very tints her betters seekO
At such a sight the libertine would glowP
With all the warmth that he can ever knowP
Would send his thoughts abroad without controlQ
The glimmering moon shine of his little soulQ
Above the reach of justice I shall soarR
Her friends may weep not punish they're too poorS
That very thought the rapture will enhanceT
Poor young and friendless what a glorious chanceT
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Herbert's CharacterU
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A few spare guineas may the conquest makeV
I love the treachery for treachery's sakeV
And when her wounded honour jealous growsW
I'll cut away ten thousand oaths and vowsX
And tell my comrades with a manly strideA
How I a girl out witten and out liedA
Such was not Herbert he had never knownY
Love's genuine smiles nor suffer'd from his frownZ
And as to that most honourable partA
Of planting daggers in a parent's heartA
A novice quite he past his hours awayB
Free as a bird and buxom as the dayB
Yet should a lovely girl by chance ariseA2
Think not that Herbert Brooks would shut his eyesA2
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On thy calm joys with what delight I dreamB2
Thou dear green valley of my native streamB2
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Regret for Devastation by EnclosuresC2
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Fancy o'er thee still waves th' enchanting wandA
And every nook of thine is fairy landA
And ever will be though the axe should smiteA
In Gain's rude service and in Pity's spiteA
Thy clustering alders and at length invadeA
The last last poplars that compose thy shadeA
Thy stream shall then in native freedom strayB
And undermine the willows in its wayB
These nearly worthless may survive this stormD2
This scythe of desolation call'd ReformD2
No army past that way yet are they fledA
The boughs that when a school boy screen'd my headA
I hate the murderous axe estranging moreR
The winding vale from what it was of yoreR
Than e'en mortality in all its rageE2
And all the change of faces in an ageE2
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The Tale pursuedA
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Warmth will they term it that I speak so freeL
They strip thy shades thy shades so dear to meL
In Herbert's days woods cloth'd both hill and daleF2
But peace Remembrance let us tell the taleF2
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His home was in the valley elms grew roundA
His moated mansion and the pleasant soundA
Of woodland birds that loud at day break singG2
With the first cuckoos that proclaim the springG2
Flock'd round his dwelling and his kitchen smokeH2
That from the towering rookery upward brokeH2
Of joyful import to the poor hard byI
Stream'd a glad sign of hospitalityL
So fancy pictures but its day is o'erU
The moat remains the dwelling is no moreR
Its name denotes its melancholy fallI2
For village children call the spot Burnt HallI2
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The ChurchJ2
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But where's the maid who in the meadow wayB
Met Herbert Brooks amongst the new mown hayB
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Th' adventure charm'd him and next morning roseW
The Sabbath with its silence and reposeW
The bells ceas'd chiming and the broad blue skyI
Smil'd on his peace and met his tranquil eyeI
Inverted from the foot bridge on his wayB
To that still house where all his fathers layB
There in his seat each neighbour's face he knewK2
The stranger girl was just before his pewK2
He saw her kneel with meek but cheerful airL2
And whisper the response to every prayerL2
And when the humble roof with praises rungE
He caught the Hallelujah from her tongueE
Rememb'ring with delight the tears that fellN
When the poor father bade his child farewellN
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Love strengthened by ReflectionM2
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And now by kindling tenderness beguil'dA
He blest the prompt obedience of that childA
And link'd his fate with hers for from that dayB
Whether the weeks past cheerily awayB
Or deep revolving doubts procur'd him painJ
The same bells chim'd and there she was againK
What could be done they came not there to wooK2
On holy ground though love is holy tooK2
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They met upon the foot bridge one clear mornN2
She in the garb by village lasses wornN2
He with unbutton'd frock that careless flewK2
And buskin'd to resist the morning dewK2
With downcast look she courtsied to the groundA
Just in his path no room to sidle roundA
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An InterviewK2
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Well pretty girl this early rising yieldsO2
The best enjoyment of the groves and fieldsO2
And makes the heart susceptible and meekO
And keeps alive that rose upon your cheekO
I long'd to meet you Peggy though so shyI
I've watch'd your steps and learn'd your historyL
You love your poor lame father let that beL
A happy presage of your love for meL
Come then I'll stroll these meadows by your sideA
I've seen enough to wish you for my brideA
And plainly tell you so Nay let me holdA
This guiltless hand I prize it more than goldA
Of that I have my share but now pursueK2
Such lasting wealth as I behold in youK2
My lands are fruitful and my gardens gayB
My houshold cheerful as the summer's dayB
One blessing more will crown my happy lifeP2
Like Adam pretty girl I want a wifeP2
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Frequent Meetings Family PrideA
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Need it be told his suit was not deniedA
With youth and wealth and candour on his sideA
Honour took charge of love so well beganQ2
And accidental meetings one by oneM2
Increas'd so fast midst time's unheeded flightA
That village rumour married them outrightA
Though wiser matrons doubtful in debateA
Pitied deluded Peggy's hapless fateA
Friends took th' alarm And will he then disgraceR2
The name of Brooks with this plebeian raceR2
Others more lax in virtue not in prideA
Sported the wink of cunning on one sideA
He'll buy no doubt what Peggy has to sellN
A little gallantry becomes him wellN
Meanwhile the youth with self determin'd aimH
Disdaining fraud and pride's unfeeling claimH
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Marriage proposedA
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Above control pursued his generous wayB
And talk'd to Peggy of the marriage dayB
Poor girl she heard with anguish and with doubtA
What her too knowing neighbours preach'd aboutA
That Herbert would some nobler match preferU
And surely never never marry herU
Yet with what trembling and delight she boreR
The kiss and heard the vow I'll doubt no moreR
Protect me Herbert for your honour's sakeV
You will she cried nor leave my heart to breakV
Then wrote to uncle Gilbert joys and fearsS2
And hope and trust and sprinkled all with tearsT2
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Rous'd was the dormant spirit of the braveU2
E'en lameness rose to succour and to saveU2
For though they both rever'd young Herbert's nameH
And knew his unexceptionable fameH
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Doubts Parental FeelingsV2
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And though the girl had honestly declar'dA
Love's first approaches and their counsel shar'dA
Yet that he truly meant to take for lifeP2
The poor and lowly Peggy for a wifeP2
Or that she was not doom'd to be deceiv'dA
Was out of bounds it could not be believ'dA
Go Gilbert save her I you know am lameH
Go brother go and save my child from shameH
Haste and I'll pray for your success the whileW2
Go go then bang'd his crutch upon the stileW2
It snapt E'en Gilbert trembled while he smoteA
Then whipt the broken end beneath his coatA
Aye aye I'll settle them I'll let them seeL
Who's to be conqu'ror this time I or heL
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Gilbert on the Road An AdventureU
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Then off he set and with enormous stridesX2
Rebellious mutterings and oaths besidesX2
O'er clover field and fallow bank and brierU
Pursu'd the nearest cut and fann'd the fireU
That burnt within him Soon the Hall he spiedA
And the grey willows by the water sideA
Nature cried halt nor could he well refuseY2
Stop Gilbert breathe awhile and ask the newsY2
News cried a stooping grandame of the valeF2
Aye rare news too I'll tell you such a taleF2
But let me rest this bank is dry and warmD2
Do you know Peggy Meldrum at the farmZ2
Young Herbert's girl He'as cloath'd her all in whiteA
You never saw so beautiful a sightA
Ah he's a fine young man and such a faceR2
I knew his grandfather and all his raceR2
He rode a tall white horse and look'd so bigA3
But how shall I describe his hat and wigA3
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A promising Story cut shortA
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Plague take his wig cried Gilbert and his hatA
Where's Peggy Meldrum can you tell me thatA
Aye but have patience man you'll hear anonM2
For I shall come to her as I go onM2
So hark 'ye friend his grandfather I sayB
Poh poh cried Gilbert as he turn'd awayB
Her eyes were fix'd her story at a standA
The snuff box lay half open'd in her handA
You great ill manner'd clown but I must bear itA
You oaf to ask the news and then won't hear itA
But Gilbert had gain'd forty paces clearB3
When the reproof came murmuring on his earC3
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Again he ask'd the first that past him byI
A cow boy stopt his whistle to replyI
Why I've a mistress coming home that's allI2
They're playing Meg's diversion at the HallI2
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A Cow Boy's BraveryL
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For master's gone with Peggy and his cousinM2
And all the lady folks about a dozenM2
To church down there he'll marry one no doubtA
For that it seems is what they're gone aboutA
I know it by their laughing and their jokesD3
Tho' they wor'nt ask'd at church like other folksD3
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Gilbert kept on and at the Hall door foundA
The winking servants where the jest went roundA
All expectation aye and so was heL
But not with heart so merry and so freeL
The kitchen table never clear from beefE3
Where hunger found its solace and reliefE3
Free to all strangers had no charms for himF3
For agitation worried every limbF3
Ale he partook but appetite had noneM2
And grey hounds watch'd in vain to catch the boneM2
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Sitting upon ThornsG3
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All sounds alarm'd him and all thoughts perplex'dA
With dogs and beef himself and all things vex'dA
Till with one mingled caw above his headA
Their gliding shadows o'er the court yard spreadA
The rooks by thousands rose the bells struck upH3
He guess'd the cause and down he set the cupH3
And listening heard amidst the general humG
A joyful exclamation Here they comeG
Soon Herbert's cheerful voice was heard aboveD
Amidst the rustling hand maids of his loveD
And Gilbert follow'd without thought or dreadA
The broad oak stair case thundr'd with his treadA
Light tript the party gay as gay could beL
Amidst their bridal dresses there came heL
And with a look that guilt could ne'er withstandA
Approach'd his niece and caught her by the handA
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Anger disarmedA
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Now are you married Peggy yes or noM2
Tell me at once before I let you goM2
Abrupt he spoke and gave her arm a swingG2
But the same moment felt the wedding ringG2
And stood confus'd She wip'd th' empassion'd tearL2
I am I am but is my father hereC3
Herbert stood by and sharing with his brideA
That perturbation which she strove to hideA
Come honest Gilbert you're too rough this timeI3
Indeed here's not the shadow of a crimeI3
But where's your brother When did you arriveJ3
We waited long for Nathan went at fiveJ3
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All this was Greek to Gilbert downright GreekO
He knew not what to think nor how to speakO
The case was this that Nathan with a cartA
To fetch them both at day break was to startA
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An ExplanationM2
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And so he did but ere he could proceedA
He suck'd a charming portion with a reedA
Of that same wedding ale which was that dayB
To make the hearts of all the village gayB
Brim full of glee he trundled from the HallI2
And as for sky larks he out sung them allI2
Till growing giddy with his morning cupH3
He stretch'd beneath a hedge the reins gave upH3
The horse graz'd soberly without mishapK3
And Nathan had a most delightful napK3
For three good hours Then doubting when he wokeH2
Whether his conduct would be deem'd a jokeH2
With double haste perform'd just half his partA
And brought the lame John Meldrum in his cartA
And at the moment Gilbert's wrath was highI
And while young Herbert waited his replyI
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A general MeetingG2
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The sound of rattling wheels was at the doorR
There's my dear father now they heard no moreR
The bridegroom glided like an arrow downM2
And Gilbert ran though something of a clownM2
With his best step and cheer'd with smiles and pray'rsG3
They bore old John in triumph up the stairsG3
Poor Peggy who her joy no more could checkL3
Clung like a dewy woodbine round his neckL3
And all stood silent Gilbert off his guardA
And marvelling at virtue's rich rewardA
Loos'd the one loop that held his coat beforeR
Down thumpt the broken crutch upon the floorR
They started half alarm'd scarce knowing whyI
But through the glist'ning rapture of his eyeI
The bridegroom smil'd then chid their simple fearsG3
And rous'd the blushing Peggy from her tearsG3
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Gilbert put upon his DefenseG3
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Around the uncle in a ring they cameH
And mark'd his look of mingled pride and shameH
Now honestly good Gilbert tell us trueK2
What meant this cudgel What was it to doK2
I know your heart suspected me of wrongM3
And that most true affection urg'd alongM3
Your feelings and your wrath you were besideA
Till now the rightful guardian of the brideA
But why this cudgel Guardian that's the caseG3
Or else to day you had not seen my faceG3
But John about the girl was so perplex'dA
And I to tell the truth so mortal vex'dA
That when he broke this crutch and stampt and criedA
For John and Peggy Sir I could have diedA
I know I could for she was such a childA
So tractable so sensible and mildA
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The plain TruthN3
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That if between you roguery had grownM2
Begging your pardon 'twould have been your ownM2
She would not hurt a fly So off I cameH
And had you only sought to blast her fameH
Been base enough to act as hundreds wouldA
And ruin a poor maid because you couldA
With this same cudgel you may smile or frownM2
An' please you Sir I meant to knock you downM2
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A burst of laughter rang throughout the hallI2
And Peggy's tongue though overborne by allI2
Pour'd its warm blessings for without controlQ
The sweet unbridled transport of her soulQ
Was obviously seen till Herbert's kissG3
Stole as it were the eloquence of blissG3
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Mirth and ReconciliationM2
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Welcome my friends good Gilbert here's my handA
Eat drink or rest they're all at your commandA
And whatsoever pranks the rest may playB
Still you shall be the hero of to dayB
Doubts might torment and blunders may have teaz'dB
But ale can cure them let us all be pleas'dB
Thou venerable man let me defendB
The father of my new dear bosom friendB
You broke your crutch well well worse luck might beL
I'll be your crutch John Meldrum lean on meL
And when your lovely daughter shall complainM2
Send Gilbert's wooden argument againM2
If still you wonder that I take a wifeP2
From the unpolish'd walks of humble lifeP2
I'll tell you on what ground my love beganM2
And let the wise confute it if they canM2
I saw a girl with nature's untaught graceG3
Turn from my gaze a most engaging faceG3
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Herbert's ApologyL
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I saw her drop the tear I knew full wellN
She felt for you much more than she could tellN
I found her understanding bright as dayB
Through all impediments still forc'd its wayB
On that foundation shall my soul relyI
The rock of genuine humilityL
Call'd as she is to act a nobler partB
To rule my houshold and to share my heartB
I trust her prudence confident to proveC
Days of delight and still unfading loveD
For while her inborn tenderness survivesG3
That heav'nly charm of mothers and of wivesG3
I'll look for joy Here come the neighbours allI2
Broach the old barrel feast them great and smallI2
For I'm determin'd while the sun's so brightB
That this shall be a wedding day outrightB
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John Meldrum's wish ConclusionM2
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How cheerly sound the bells my charmer comeG
Expand your heart and know yourself at homeF
Sit down good John I will the old man criedB
And let me drink to you Sir and the brideB
My blessing on you I am lame and oldB
I can't make speeches and I wo'nt be boldB
But from my soul I wish and wish with painM2
That brave good gentlemen would not disdainM2
The poor because they're poor for if they liveJ3
Midst crimes that parents never can forgiveO3
If like the forest beast they wander wildB
To rob a father or to crush a childB
Nature will speak aye just as Nature feelsG3
And wish a Gilbert Meldrum at their heelsG3

Robert Bloomfield



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