A Trampwoman's Tragedy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBCDDDE A FFFAGGGA A HHHIJJJI AAAKLLLK BBBMFFFN A OOOP P A QQQO O A RRRSTTTS S AAAOAAAO S UUUVWWWV S XXXYSSSY S ZZZA2SSSA2 S B2B2B2CBBBEI | A |
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From Wynyard's Gap the livelong day | B |
The livelong day | B |
We beat afoot the northward way | B |
We had travelled times before | C |
The sun blaze burning on our backs | D |
Our shoulders sticking to our packs | D |
By fosseway fields and turnpike tracks | D |
We skirted sad Sedge Moor | E |
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II | A |
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Full twenty miles we jaunted on | F |
We jaunted on | F |
My fancy man and jeering John | F |
And Mother Lee and I | A |
And as the sun drew down to west | G |
We climbed the toilsome Poldon crest | G |
And saw of landskip sights the best | G |
The inn that beamed thereby | A |
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III | A |
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For months we had padded side by side | H |
Ay side by side | H |
Through the Great Forest Blackmoor wide | H |
And where the Parret ran | I |
We'd faced the gusts on Mendip ridge | J |
Had crossed the Yeo unhelped by bridge | J |
Been stung by every Marshwood midge | J |
I and my fancy man | I |
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IV | - |
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Lone inns we loved my man and I | A |
My man and I | A |
King's Stag Windwhistle high and dry | A |
The Horse on Hintock Green | K |
The cosy house at Wynyard's Gap | L |
The Hut renowned on Bredy Knap | L |
And many another wayside tap | L |
Where folk might sit unseen | K |
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V | - |
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Now as we trudged O deadly day | B |
O deadly day | B |
I teased my fancy man in play | B |
And wanton idleness | M |
I walked alongside jeering John | F |
I laid his hand my waist upon | F |
I would not bend my glances on | F |
My lover's dark distress | N |
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VI | A |
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Thus Poldon top at last we won | O |
At last we won | O |
And gained the inn at sink of sun | O |
Far famed as Marshal's Elm | P |
Beneath us figured tor and lea | - |
From Mendip to the western sea | - |
I doubt if finer sight there be | - |
Within this royal realm | P |
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VII | A |
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Inside the settle all a row | Q |
All four a row | Q |
We sat I next to John to show | Q |
That he had wooed and won | O |
And then he took me on his knee | - |
And swore it was his turn to be | - |
My favoured mate and Mother Lee | - |
Passed to my former one | O |
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VIII | A |
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Then in a voice I had never heard | R |
I had never heard | R |
My only Love to me One word | R |
My lady if you please | S |
Whose is the child you are like to bear | T |
HIS After all my months o' care | T |
God knows 'twas not But O despair | T |
I nodded still to tease | S |
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IX | S |
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Then up he sprung and with his knife | A |
And with his knife | A |
He let out jeering Johnny's life | A |
Yes there at set of sun | O |
The slant ray through the window nigh | A |
Gilded John's blood and glazing eye | A |
Ere scarcely Mother Lee and I | A |
Knew that the deed was done | O |
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X | S |
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The taverns tell the gloomy tale | U |
The gloomy tale | U |
How that at Ivel chester jail | U |
My Love my sweetheart swung | V |
Though stained till now by no misdeed | W |
Save one horse ta'en in time o' need | W |
Blue Jimmy stole right many a steed | W |
Ere his last fling he flung | V |
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XI | S |
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Thereaft I walked the world alone | X |
Alone alone | X |
On his death day I gave my groan | X |
And dropt his dead born child | Y |
'Twas nigh the jail beneath a tree | S |
None tending me for Mother Lee | S |
Had died at Glaston leaving me | S |
Unfriended on the wild | Y |
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XII | S |
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And in the night as I lay weak | Z |
As I lay weak | Z |
The leaves a falling on my cheek | Z |
The red moon low declined | A2 |
The ghost of him I'd die to kiss | S |
Rose up and said Ah tell me this | S |
Was the child mine or was it his | S |
Speak that I rest may find | A2 |
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XIII | S |
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O doubt not but I told him then | B2 |
I told him then | B2 |
That I had kept me from all men | B2 |
Since we joined lips and swore | C |
Whereat he smiled and thinned away | B |
As the wind stirred to call up day | B |
'Tis past And here alone I stray | B |
Haunting the Western Moor | E |
Thomas Hardy
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