Marie Louise Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDE FFGGG HHAAA FFIII AAEEE FFFFF JKIII DDLLL FFFDD GGEEE IDGGEG DDFFF AADDD DIGGG FFHDDHD FFEE DDIHII EEGGG| Dis was de story of boy an' girl | A |
| Dat 's love each oder above de worl' | A |
| But it 's not easy job for mak' l'amour | B |
| W'en de girl she 's riche an' de boy he 's poor | C |
| All de sam' he don't worry an' she don't cry | D |
| But wait for good chances come bimedy | E |
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| Young Marie Louise Hurtubuise | F |
| Was leev wit' her meder la veuve Denise | F |
| On fines' house on de w'ole chemin | G |
| From Caribou reever to St Germain | G |
| For ole woamn 's boss on de grande moulin | G |
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| W'ere dere 's nice beeg dam water all de tam | H |
| An'season t'roo runnin' jus' de sam' | H |
| Wit' good leetle creek comin' off de hill | A |
| Was helpin' de reever for work de mill | A |
| So de grande moulin she is never still | A |
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| No wonder Denise she was hard to please | F |
| W'en de boy come sparkin' Marie Louise | F |
| For affer de foreman Bazile is pay | I |
| De mill she 's bringin' t'ree dollar a day | I |
| An' for makin' de monee dat 's easy way | I |
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| An' de girl Marie O she's tres jolie | A |
| Jompin' aroun lak de summer bee | A |
| She 's never short plaintee t'ing to do | E |
| An' mebbe she ketch leetle honey too | E |
| 'Cos she 's jus' as sweet as de morning dew | E |
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| An' w'en she was dress on her Sunday bes' | F |
| An' walk wit' her moder on seconde mess | F |
| Dere 's not'ing is bring de young man so fas' | F |
| An' dey stan' on door of church en masse | F |
| So res' of de peop' dey can hardly pass | F |
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| An' she know musique 'cos on Chris'mas week | J |
| W'en organ man on de church is sick | K |
| S'pose he got de grippe dat girl she play | I |
| Lak college professor de pries' is say | I |
| Till de place it was crowd nearly ev'ry day | I |
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| Ole le Cur Belair of St Pollinaire | D |
| Dat 's parish ten mile noder side riviere | D |
| If he 's not gettin' mad it was funny t'ing | L |
| W'en hees young man fly lak bird on de wing | L |
| Wit' nobody lef' behin' to sing | L |
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| An' nex' t'ing dey know it 's comin' so | F |
| Dat mos' of de girl she got no beau | F |
| An' of course dat's makin' de jealousie | F |
| For w'en de young feller he see Marie | D |
| He see not'ing else on hees eye sapree | D |
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| Mus' be somet'ing done sure as de gun | G |
| It's all very well for de boy have fun | G |
| But dere 's noder t'ing too must n't be forget | E |
| Dere 's two fine parish dat 's all upset | E |
| An' mebbe de troub' is n't over yet | E |
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| So ev'ry wan say de only way | I |
| Is gettin' young Marie Louise mari e | D |
| Den dey have beeg meetin' on magasin | G |
| W'ere he sit on de chair Aleck Sanschagrin | G |
| An' dey 'point heem for go on de grande | E |
| moulin | G |
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| But w'en Aleck come dere for arrange affaire | D |
| Ole Madame Denise she was mak' heem scare | D |
| For jus' on de minute she see hees face | F |
| She know right away all about de case | F |
| An' she tole Bazile t'row heem off de place | F |
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| Now de young Bazile he was t'ink good deal | A |
| Of Marie Louise an' he 's ready for keel | A |
| Any feller come foolin' aroun' de door | D |
| So he kick dat man till he 's feelin' sore | D |
| An' Aleck he never got back no more | D |
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| If it 's true w'at dey say Joe Boulanger | D |
| Was crazy to fight Irish man wan day | I |
| W'en he steal all de pork on hees dinner can | G |
| Den it is n't so very hard onderstan' | G |
| Bazile Latour mus' be darn smart man | G |
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| For nobody know de poor feller Joe | F |
| W'en he 's come from de grande moulin below | F |
| 'Cept hees moder dat's tole heem mak' prom | H |
| ise sure | D |
| Kip off on de mill an' Bazile Latour | D |
| But it 's long before doctor can mak' heem | H |
| cure | D |
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| Den de ole Denise she was very please | F |
| An' nex' day spik wit' Marie Louise | F |
| 'Ma girl I got de right man for you | E |
| If you can only jus' love heem true | E |
| Bazile dat young feller I t'ink he 'll do ' | - |
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| 'Wall Moder he 's poor Bazile Latour | D |
| But if you t'ink you will lak heem sure | D |
| I 'll try an' feex it mese'f some day | I |
| For you 've been de good moder wit' me | H |
| alway' | I |
| An' dat 's w'at Marie Louise she say | I |
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| So it 's comin' right affer all de fight | E |
| An' de parish don't see de more finer sight | E |
| Dan w'en dey get marry on St Germain | G |
| W'y de buggy she 's pilin' de w'ole chemin | G |
| All de way from de church to de grande moulin | G |
William Henry Drummond
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