At Aunty's House

James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) · 1890

iambic tetrameter · 30 lines · from Riley Child-Rhymes

One time, when we'z at Aunty's house--'Way in the country!--whereThey's ist but woods--an' pigs, an' cows--An' all's out-doors an' air!--An' orchurd-swing; an' churry-trees--An' churries in 'em!--Yes, an' these--Here red-head birds steals all they please,An' tetch 'em ef you dare!--W'y, wunst, one time, when we wuz there,We et out on the porch!

Wite where the cellar-door wuz shutThe table wuz; an' ILet Aunty set by me an' cutMy vittuls up--an' pie.'Tuz awful funny!--I could seeThe red-heads in the churry-tree;An' bee-hives, where you got to beSo keerful, goin' by;--An' "Comp'ny" there an' all!--an' we--We et out on the porch!

An' I ist et p'surves an' things'At Ma don't 'low me to--An' chickun-gizzurds--(don't like wingsLike Parunts does! do you?)An' all the time, the wind blowed there,An' I could feel it in my hair,An' ist smell clover ever'where!--An' a' old red-head flewPurt' nigh wite over my high-chair,When we et on the porch!

Words in this poem

wite n.
Blame; reproach. [AS. wite punishment. Wite, v.]
aunty n.
A familiar name for an aunt. In the southern United States a familiar term applied to aged negro women.
funny a.
Droll; comical; amusing; laughable. Funny bone. See crazy bone, under Crazy. [From Fun.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

At Aunty's House is in the public domain. This text is taken from Riley Child-Rhymes, Project Gutenberg ebook #9777; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: James Whitcomb Riley, At Aunty's House, in Riley Child-Rhymes (1890), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #9777, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/riley-child-rhymes/at-aunty-s-house.html, id L25040.

Form and metre

At Aunty's House is 30 lines in 3 stanzas of 10 lines each. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 78%).

See other poems in iambic tetrameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 -A-ABBBAA- house · whereA · cows · airA · treesB · theseB · pleaseB · dareA · thereA · porch
  2. 2 ABABCCCBC- shutA · iB · cutA · pieB · seeC · treeC · beC · byB · weC · porch
  3. 3 ABABCCCBC- thingsA · toB · wingsA · youB · thereC · hairC · ever'whereC · flewB · chairC · porch
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
One time, when we'z at Aunty's house--8········
'Way in the country!--where6···/˘·
They's ist but woods--an' pigs, an' cows--8········
An' all's out-doors an' air!--6······
An' orchurd-swing; an' churry-trees--8·····/˘·
An' churries in 'em!--Yes, an' these--8·/˘·····
Here red-head birds steals all they please,8········
An' tetch 'em ef you dare!--6······
W'y, wunst, one time, when we wuz there,8········
We et out on the porch!6······
Wite where the cellar-door wuz shut8···/˘···
The table wuz; an' I6·/˘···
Let Aunty set by me an' cut8········
My vittuls up--an' pie.6······
'Tuz awful funny!--I could see8·/˘/˘···
The red-heads in the churry-tree;8·····/˘·
An' bee-hives, where you got to be8········
So keerful, goin' by;--6···/˘·
An' "Comp'ny" there an' all!--an' we--8········
We et out on the porch!6······
An' I ist et p'surves an' things7·······
'At Ma don't 'low me to--6······
An' chickun-gizzurds--(don't like wings8········
Like Parunts does! do you?)6······
An' all the time, the wind blowed there,8········
An' I could feel it in my hair,8········
An' ist smell clover ever'where!--8···/˘···
An' a' old red-head flew6······
Purt' nigh wite over my high-chair,8········
When we et on the porch!6······

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