Grandmither, Think Not I Forget Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDEE FFGGHHIII JJFFKLMMM NNJJFFJJJ| Grandmither think not I forget when I come back to town | A |
| An' wander the old ways again an' tread them up and down | A |
| I never smell the clover bloom nor see the swallows pass | B |
| Wi'out I mind how good ye were unto a little lass | B |
| I never hear the winter rain a pelting all night through | C |
| Wi'out I think and mind me of how cold it falls on you | C |
| An' if I come not often to your bed beneath the thyme | D |
| Mayhap 't is that I'd change wi' ye and gie my bed for thine | E |
| Would like to sleep in thine | E |
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| I never hear the summer winds among the roses blow | F |
| Wi'out I wonder why it was ye loved the lassie so | F |
| Ye gave me cakes and lollipops and pretty toys a score | G |
| I never thought I should come back and ask ye now for more | G |
| Grandmither gie me your still white hands that lie upon your breast | H |
| For mine do beat the dark all night and never find me rest | H |
| They grope among the shadows an' they beat the cold black air | I |
| They go seekin' in the darkness an' they never find him there | I |
| They never find him there | I |
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| Grandmither gie me your sightless eyes that I may never see | J |
| His own a burnin' full o' love that must not shine for me | J |
| Grandmither gie me your peaceful lips white as the kirkyard snow | F |
| For mine be tremblin' wi' the wish that he must never know | F |
| Grandmither gie me your clay stopped ears that I may never hear | K |
| My lad a singin' in the night when I am sick wi' fear | L |
| A singin' when the moonlight over a' the land is white | M |
| Ah God I'll up and go to him a singin' in the night | M |
| A callin' in the night | M |
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| Grandmither gie me your clay cold heart that has forgot to ache | N |
| For mine be fire wi'in my breast an' yet it cannot break | N |
| Wi' every beat it's callin' for things that must not be | J |
| So can ye not let me creep in an' rest awhile by ye | J |
| A little lass afeard o' dark slept by ye years agone | F |
| An' she has found what night can hold 'twixt sunset an' the dawn | F |
| So when I plant the rose an' rue above your grave for ye | J |
| Ye'll know it's under rue an' rose that I would like to be | J |
| That I would like to be | J |
Willa Cather
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