The Old House And The New Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEBE BFEFGHIH JBDKLMEM HHBBENE MODOPCM QBFBREME DEMEBHNQ FMNMFHM EQFQHQMQ MEBENMEM HCFCBBRB BEQEHLML HEE MBEB EHBHQEBE MEMQBEQE NCHCCBCB EMBMBHMB

Is it only twelve mont' I play de foolA
You're sure it 's correc' ma dearB
I 'm glad for hearin' you spik dat wayC
For I t'ink it was twenty yearB
Since leffin' de leetle ole house belowD
I mak' wit' ma own two han'E
For go on dat fine beeg place up dereB
Mon Dieu I'm de crazy manE
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You 'member we 're not very riche cherieB
Dat tam we 're beginnin' lifeF
Mese'f I'm twenty an' you eighteenE
W'en I 'm bringin' you home ma wifeF
Many de worry an' troub' we gotG
An' some of dem was n't smallH
But not very long dey bodder usI
For we work an' forget dem allH
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An' you was de savin' woman tooJ
Dere 's nobody beat you dereB
An' I laugh w'en I t'ink of de tam you goD
Over on Trois RivieresK
For payin' de bank you know how mocheL
We 're owin' for dat new placeM
W 'at was he sayin' de nice young manE
Smilin' upon hees faceM
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W'en he got dat monee was all pure goleH
Come down on your famileeH
For honder year an' mebbe moreB
'Ma dame you 're excusin' meB
But w'ere was you gettin' dis nice gole coinE
Of Louis Quatorze hees tamN
Wit' hees face on back of dem ev 'ry wanE
For dey 're purty scase now Ma dam '-
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An' you say 'Dat 's not'ing at all M'sieuM
Ma familee get dem t'ingO
I suppose it's very long tam agoD
W'en Louis Quatorze is KingO
An' I'm sorry poor feller he 's comin' deadP
An' not leevin here to dayC
'Cos man should be good on hees frien' M'sieu'M
W'en de monee he mak' dat way '-
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Yass ev 'ry wan know we 're workin' hardQ
An' savin' too all dem yearB
But nobody see us starve ourse'fF
Dere 's plaintee to eat don 't fearB
Bimeby our chil'ren dey 're growin' upR
So we're doin' de bes' we canE
Settle dem off on de firse good chanceM
An' geevin' dem leetle lan'E
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An'den de troub' is begin to showD
W 'en our daughter poor CarolineE
Sha marry dat lawyer on Trois RivieresM
De beeges' fool never seenE
Alway come home ev'ry summer sureB
Bringin' her famileeH
All right for de chil'ren I don't min' demN
But de husban' sapree mauditQ
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I wish I was close ma ear right offF
W'en he talk of our leetle houseM
Dough I know w'en familee's comin' homeN
Dere is n't moche room for a mouseM
He say 'Riche man lak youse'f can't leev'F
On shaintee lak dis belowH
W'en t'ousan' dollar will buil' fin' placeM
Up on de hill en haut '-
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An' he talk about gallerie all aroun'E
W'ere we sit on de summer nightQ
Watchin' de star on de sky aboveF
W'ile de moon she was shinin' brightQ
Could plant some apple tree dere alsoH
An' flower an' I dunno w'atQ
An' w'en de sun he 's begin to riseM
Look at de view we gotQ
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Den he bring 'noder feller from Trois RivieresM
An' show w'at he call de planE
For makin' dem house on de w'ole contreeB
Mon Dieu how I hate dat manE
'Cos he 's talkin' away nearly all de tamN
Lak trotter upon de raceM
Wall affer a w'ile we mak' our min'E
For havin' dat nice new placeM
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So dey go ahead an' we let dem goH
But stuff dey was t'row awayC
I 'm watchin' for dat an' I save mese'fF
Mebbe twenty five cent a dayC
For you 're surely cheat if you don't tak' careB
Very offen we fin' dat 's trueB
An' affer de house she was finish upR
We 're geevin' it nam' BellevueB
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O yass I know we enjoy ourse'fB
W'en our frien' dey was comin' roun'E
An' say 'Dat 's very fine place you gotQ
Dere's not'ing upon de townE
Or anyw'ere else for honder mileH
Dis house Bellevue can touchL
An' den let de horse eat de garden fenceM
Non we don't enjoy dat so mocheL
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An' of course we can't say not'ing at allH
For it 's not correc' t'ing you knowE
But 'Never min' dat an' please come againE
I'm sorry you got to go '-
Bapt me w'en I'm seeing beeg feller bus'M
Our two dollar easy chairB
Can't help it at all I got to goE
Down on de cellar an' swearB
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An' w'ere did we leev' on dat belle maisonE
Wan room an' de kitchen dat 's allH
An' plaintee too for de man an' wifeB
An' you 'member de tam I fallH
Off on de gallerie wan dark nightQ
I los' mese'f tryin' fin'E
De winder dere on de grande parloirB
For closin' it up de blin'E
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An' al de tam de poor leetle houseM
Is down on de road belowE
I t'ink she was jealous dat fine new placeM
Up on de hill en hautQ
For O she look lonesome by herse'fB
De winder all broke an' goneE
No smoke on de chimney comin' outQ
No frien' stannin' dere not wanE
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You 'member too w'en de fever comeN
An' ketch us wan winter dayC
W'at he call de shaintee our son in lawH
Dat 's w'ere dey pass awayC
Xavier Zo an' EucharisteC
Our chil'ren wan two t'reeB
I offen t'ink of de room dey dieC
An' I can't help cryin' meB
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So we 'll go on de ole house once againE
Long enough we been fool lak disM
Never min' w'at dey say bimeby ma chereB
But geeve me de leetle kissM
Let dem stay on dat fine new place up dereB
Our daughter an' son in lawH
For to morrow soon as de sun will riseM
We 're goin' back home HoorawB

William Henry Drummond



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