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The Idiot Boy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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'Tis eight o'clock a clear March night	A
The moon is up the sky is blue	B
The owlet in the moonlight air	C
Shouts from nobody knows where	C
He lengthens out his lonely shout	D
Halloo halloo a long halloo	B
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Why bustle thus about your door	E
What means this bustle Betty Foy	F
Why are you in this mighty fret	G
And why on horseback have you set	G
Him whom you love your Idiot Boy	F
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Scarcely a soul is out of bed	H
Good Betty put him down again	I
His lips with joy they burr at you	B
But Betty what has he to do	B
With stirrup saddle or with rein	J
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But Betty's bent on her intent	K
For her good neighbour Susan Gale	B
Old Susan she who dwells alone	L
Is sick and makes a piteous moan	L
As if her very life would fail	B
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There's not a house within a mile	B
No hand to help them in distress	M
Old Susan lies a bed in pain	J
And sorely puzzled are the twain	J
For what she ails they cannot guess	M
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And Betty's husband's at the wood	N
Where by the week he doth abide	O
A woodman in the distant vale	B
There's none to help poor Susan Gale	B
What must be done what will betide	O
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And Betty from the lane has fetched	P
Her Pony that is mild and good	N
Whether he be in joy or pain	J
Feeding at will along the lane	J
Or bringing faggots from the wood	N
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And he is all in travelling trim	Q
And by the moonlight Betty Foy	F
Has on the well girt saddle set	G
The like was never heard of yet	G
Him whom she loves her Idiot Boy	F
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And he must post without delay	B
Across the bridge and through the dale	B
And by the church and o'er the down	R
To bring a Doctor from the town	R
Or she will die old Susan Gale	B
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There is no need of boot or spur	S
There is no need of whip or wand	T
For Johnny has his holly bough	U
And with a 'hurly burly' now	U
He shakes the green bough in his hand	V
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And Betty o'er and o'er has told	W
The Boy who is her best delight	A
Both what to follow what to shun	X
What do and what to leave undone	X
How turn to left and how to right	A
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And Betty's most especial charge	Y
Was 'Johnny Johnny mind that you	B
Come home again nor stop at all	B
Come home again whate'er befall	B
My Johnny do I pray you do '	-
	-
To this did Johnny answer make	Z
Both with his head and with his hand	V
And proudly shook the bridle too	B
And then his words were not a few	B
Which Betty well could understand	V
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And now that Johnny is just going	A2
Though Betty's in a mighty flurry	B2
She gently pats the Pony's side	O
On which her Idiot Boy must ride	O
And seems no longer in a hurry	B2
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But when the Pony moved his legs	C2
Oh then for the poor Idiot Boy	F
For joy he cannot hold the bridle	B
For joy his head and heels are idle	B
He's idle all for very joy	F
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And while the Pony moves his legs	C2
In Johnny's left hand you may see	B2
The green bough motionless and dead	H
The Moon that shines above his head	H
Is not more still and mute than he	B2
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His heart it was so full of glee	B2
That till full fifty yards were gone	D2
He quite forgot his holly whip	E2
And all his skill in horsemanship	E2
Oh happy happy happy John	F2
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And while the Mother at the door	E
Stands fixed her face with joy o'erflows	B2
Proud of herself and proud of him	Q
She sees him in his travelling trim	Q
How quietly her Johnny goes	B2
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The silence of her Idiot Boy	F
What hopes it sends to Betty's heart	G2
He's at the guide post he turns right	A
She watches till he's out of sight	A
And Betty will not then depart	G2
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Burr burr now Johnny's lips they burr	S
As loud as any mill or near it	H2
Meek as a lamb the Pony moves	B2
And Johnny makes the noise he loves	B2
And Betty listens glad to hear it	H2
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Away she hies to Susan Gale	B
Her Messenger's in merry tune	I2
The owlets hoot the owlets curr	S
And Johnny's lips they burr burr burr	S
As on he goes beneath the moon	I2
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His steed and he right well agree	S
For of this Pony there's a rumour	S
That should he lose his eyes and ears	B2
And should he live a thousand years	B2
He never will be out of humour	S
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But then he is a horse that thinks	B2
And when he thinks his pace is slack	J2
Now though he knows poor Johnny well	B
Yet for his life he cannot tell	B
What he has got upon his back	J2
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So through the moonlight lanes they go	K2
And far into the moonlight dale	B
And by the church and o'er the down	R
To bring a Doctor from the town	R
To comfort poor old Susan Gale	B
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And Betty now at Susan's side	O
Is in the middle of her story	S
What speedy help her Boy will bring	A2
With many a most diverting thing	A2
Of Johnny's wit and Johnny's glory	S
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And Betty still at Susan's side	O
By this time is not quite so flurried	L2
Demure with porringer and plate	M2
She sits as if in Susan's fate	M2
Her life and soul were buried	L2
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But Betty poor good woman she	S
You plainly in her face may read it	H2
Could lend out of that moment's store	S
Five years of happiness or more	S
To any that might need it	H2
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But yet I guess that now and then	I
With Betty all was not so well	B
And to the road she turns her ears	B2
And thence full many a sound she hears	B2
Which she to Susan will not tell	B
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Poor Susan moans poor Susan groans	B2
'As sure as there's a moon in heaven '	-
Cries Betty 'he'll be back again	I
They'll both be here 'tis almost ten	I
Both will be here before eleven '	-
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Poor Susan moans poor Susan groans	B2
The clock gives warning for eleven	X
'Tis on the stroke 'He must be near '	-
Quoth Betty 'and will soon be here	S
As sure as there's a moon in heaven '	-
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The clock is on the stroke of twelve	N2
And Johnny is not yet in sight	A
The Moon's in heaven as Betty sees	B2
But Betty is not quite at ease	B2
And Susan has a dreadful night	A
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And Betty half an hour ago	K2
On Johnny vile reflections cast	O2
'A little idle sauntering Thing '	-
With other names an endless string	A2
But now that time is gone and past	O2
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And Betty's drooping at the heart	G2
That happy time all past and gone	D2
'How can it be he is so late	M2
The Doctor he has made him wait	M2
Susan they'll both be here anon '	-
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And Susan's growing worse and worse	B2
And Betty's in a sad 'quandary'	S
And then there's nobody to say	B2
If she must go or she must stay	B2
She's in a sad 'quandary'	S
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The clock is on the stroke of one	X
But neither Doctor nor his Guide	O
Appears along the moonlight road	P2
There's neither horse nor man abroad	Q2
And Betty's still at Susan's side	O
	-
And Susan now begins to fear	S
Of sad mischances not a few	B
That Johnny may perhaps be drowned	R2
Or lost perhaps and never found	R2
Which they must both for ever rue	B
	-
She prefaced half a hint of this	B2
With 'God forbid it should be true '	-
At the first word that Susan said	H
Cried Betty rising from the bed	H
'Susan I'd gladly stay with you	B
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'I must be gone I must away	B2
Consider Johnny's but half wise	B2
Susan we must take care of him	Q
If he is hurt in life or limb'	Q
'Oh God forbid ' poor Susan cries	B2
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'What can I do ' says Betty going	A2
'What can I do to ease your pain	J
Good Susan tell me and I'll stay	B2
I fear you're in a dreadful way	B2
But I shall soon be back again '	-
	-
'Nay Betty go good Betty go	K2
There's nothing that can ease my pain '	-
Then off she hies but with a prayer	S
That God poor Susan's life would spare	S
Till she comes back again	I
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So through the moonlight lane she goes	B2
And far into the moonlight dale	B
And how she ran and how she walked	S2
And all that to herself she talked	S2
Would surely be a tedious tale	B
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In high and low above below	K2
In great and small in round and square	S
In tree and tower was Johnny seen	T2
In bush and brake in black and green	T2
'Twas Johnny Johnny every where	S
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And while she crossed the bridge there came	Q
A thought with which her heart is sore	S
Johnny perhaps his horse forsook	U2
To hunt the moon within the brook	U2
And never will be heard of more	S
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Now is she high upon the down	R
Alone amid a prospect wide	O
There's neither Johnny nor his Horse	B2
Among the fern or in the gorse	B2
There's neither Doctor nor his Guide	O
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'O saints what is become of him	Q
Perhaps he's climbed into an oak	V2
Where he will stay til	B