The Country Wedding Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCD BAAE BAAD BFFD CAAG CDDG CHHH DCCI DCCI| A FIDDLER'S STORY | A |
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| Little fogs were gathered in every hollow | B |
| But the purple hillocks enjoyed fine weather | C |
| As we marched with our fiddles over the heather | C |
| How it comes back to their wedding that day | D |
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| Our getting there brought our neighbours and all O | B |
| Till two and two the couples stood ready | A |
| And her father said Souls for God's sake be steady | A |
| And we strung up our fiddles and sounded out A | E |
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| The groomsman he stared and said You must follow | B |
| But we'd gone to fiddle in front of the party | A |
| Our feelings as friends being true and hearty | A |
| And fiddle in front we did all the way | D |
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| Yes from their door by Mill tail Shallow | B |
| And up Styles Lane and by Front Street houses | F |
| Where stood maids bachelors and spouses | F |
| Who cheered the songs that we knew how to play | D |
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| I bowed the treble before her father | C |
| Michael the tenor in front of the lady | A |
| The bass viol Reub and right well played he | A |
| The serpent Jim ay to church and back | G |
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| I thought the bridegroom was flurried rather | C |
| As we kept up the tune outside the chancel | D |
| While they were swearing things none can cancel | D |
| Inside the walls to our drumstick's whack | G |
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| Too gay she pleaded Clouds may gather | C |
| And sorrow come But she gave in laughing | H |
| And by supper time when we'd got to the quaffing | H |
| Her fears were forgot and her smiles weren't slack | H |
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| A grand wedding 'twas And what would follow | D |
| We never thought Or that we should have buried her | C |
| On the same day with the man that married her | C |
| A day like the first half hazy half clear | I |
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| Yes little fogs were in every hollow | D |
| Though the purple hillocks enjoyed fine weather | C |
| When we went to play 'em to church together | C |
| And carried 'em there in an after year | I |
Thomas Hardy
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