The Turnstile Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFFGGFDHHFFHH HHFFHHIIFFJJII| Ah sad wer we as we did peace | A |
| the wold church road wi' downcast feace | A |
| the while the bells that mwoaned so deep | B |
| above our child a left asleep | B |
| wer now a zingen all alive | C |
| wi' t'other bells to meake the vive | D |
| But up at woone pleace we come by | E |
| t'wer hard to keep woone's two eyes dry | E |
| on Stean cliff road 'ithin the drong | F |
| up where as vo'k do pass along | F |
| the turnen stile a painted white | G |
| do sheen by day an' show by night | G |
| Vor always there as we did goo | F |
| to church thik stile did let us drough | D |
| wi' spreaden arms that wheeled to guide | H |
| us each in turn to t'other zide | H |
| An' vu'st ov all the train he took | F |
| my wife wi' winsome gait an' look | F |
| An' then zent on my little maid | H |
| a skippen onward overjay'd | H |
| to reach agean the pleace o' pride | H |
| her comely mother's left han' zide | H |
| An' then a wheelen roun' he took | F |
| on me 'ithin his third white nook | F |
| An' in the fourth a sheaken wild | H |
| he zent us on our giddy child | H |
| But eesterday he guided slow | I |
| my downcast Jenny vull o' woe | I |
| an' then my little maid in black | F |
| a walken softly on her track | F |
| An' after he'd a turned agean | J |
| to let me goo along the leane | J |
| he had noo little bwoy to vill | I |
| his last white earms an' they stood still | I |
William Barnes
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