My Hat! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B A B CC C C D E D E F G F G H I HI C C C C H J H J C K C K C L C L D H D H M C M C C N C N| The hats of a man may be many | A |
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| In the course of a varied career | B |
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| And some have been worth not a penny | A |
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| And some have been devilish dear | B |
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| But there's one hat I always remember | C |
| When sitting alone by the fire | C |
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| In the depth of a Northern November | C |
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| Because it fulfilled my desire | C |
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| It was old it was ragged and rotten | D |
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| And many years out of mode | E |
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| Like a thing that a tramp had forgotten | D |
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| And left at the side of a road | E |
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| The boughs of the mulga had torn it | F |
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| It's ribbon was naught but lace | G |
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| And old swaggie would not have worn it | F |
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| Without a sad smile on his face | G |
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| When I took off the hat to the ladies | H |
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| It was rather with sorrow than swank | I |
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| And often I wished it in Hades | H |
| When the gesture drew only a blank | I |
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| But for swatting a fly on the tucker | C |
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| Or lifting a quart from the fire | C |
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| Or belting the ribs of a bucker | C |
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| It was all that a man could desire | C |
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| When it ought to have gone to the cleaner's | H |
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| And stayed there as somebody said | J |
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| It was handy for flogging the weaners | H |
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| From the drafting yard into the shed | J |
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| And oft it has served as a dish for | C |
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| A kelpie in need of a drink | K |
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| It was all that a fellow could wish for | C |
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| In many more ways than you'd think | K |
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| It was spotted and stained by the weather | C |
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| There was more than one hole in the crown | L |
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| And it made little difference whether | C |
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| The rim was turned up or turned down | L |
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| It kept out the rain in a fashion | D |
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| And kept off the sun more or less | H |
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| Bt it merely comanded compassion | D |
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| Considered as part of one's dress | H |
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| Though it wasn't a hat you would bolt with | M |
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| Or be anxious to borrow or hire | C |
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| It was useful to blindfold a colt with | M |
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| Or handle a bit of barbed wire | C |
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| Though the world may have thought it improper | C |
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| To wear such old rubbish as that | N |
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| I'd have scorned the best London made topper | C |
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| In exchange for my old battered hat | N |
William Henry Ogilvie
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