Young Fellow My Lad Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC ADADACAC ABABEDED ABABFGFG AHAIAJKJALMLNONOWhere are you going Young Fellow My Lad | A |
On this glittering morn of May | B |
I'm going to join the Colours Dad | A |
They're looking for men they say | B |
But you're only a boy Young Fellow My Lad | A |
You aren't obliged to go | C |
I'm seventeen and a quarter Dad | A |
And ever so strong you know | C |
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So you're off to France Young Fellow My Lad | A |
And you're looking so fit and bright | D |
I'm terribly sorry to leave you Dad | A |
But I feel that I'm doing right | D |
God bless you and keep you Young Fellow My Lad | A |
You're all of my life you know | C |
Don't worry I'll soon be back dear Dad | A |
And I'm awfully proud to go | C |
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Why don't you write Young Fellow My Lad | A |
I watch for the post each day | B |
And I miss you so and I'm awfully sad | A |
And it's months since you went away | B |
And I've had the fire in the parlour lit | E |
And I'm keeping it burning bright | D |
Till my boy comes home and here I sit | E |
Into the quiet night | D |
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What is the matter Young Fellow My Lad | A |
No letter again to day | B |
Why did the postman look so sad | A |
And sigh as he turned away | B |
I hear them tell that we've gained new ground | F |
But a terrible price we've paid | G |
God grant my boy that you're safe and sound | F |
But oh I'm afraid afraid | G |
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They've told me the truth Young Fellow My Lad | A |
You'll never come back again | H |
Oh God the dreams and the dreams I've had | A |
and the hopes I've nursed in vain | I |
For you passed in the night Young Fellow My Lad | A |
And you proved in the cruel test | J |
Of the screaming shell and the battle hell | K |
That my boy was one of the best | J |
So you'll live you'll live Young Fellow My Lad | A |
In the gleam of the evening star | L |
In the wood note wild and the laugh of the child | M |
In all sweet things that are | L |
And you'll never die my wonderful boy | N |
While life is noble and true | O |
For all our beauty and hope and joy | N |
We will owe to our lads like you | O |
Robert William Service
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