Dead! Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAB CCDB EEEB C CB FFFB GGGB HHHB IIIB JIJB KKKB LLLB AAAB| Hush or you'll wake her Softly tread | A |
| She slumbers in her little bed | A |
| What do I see A coffin Dead | A |
| Yes dead at break of morning | B |
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| No no it cannot cannot be | C |
| I know that I can wake her See | C |
| She only plays at sleep Ma mie | D |
| Kiss me for it is morning | B |
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| Look pretty look Within without | E |
| Snowdrops and hyacinths lie about | E |
| Why don't you clutch them with a shout | E |
| Blither than birds of morning | B |
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| You used to clap your hands with glee | C |
| When I brought flowers Are these for me '' | - |
| Now now you neither scent nor see | C |
| These incense buds of morning | B |
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| Do you not know me pet Speak speak | F |
| There is no answer in her cheek | F |
| To find her now where shall I seek | F |
| Seek in the vanished morning | B |
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| What can I do to make her heed | G |
| I am crying love I am indeed | G |
| Open your eyes and see What need | G |
| To tease me all the morning | B |
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| Look We will sally forth and play | H |
| Ramble and never ask our way | H |
| Lessons and tasks all put away | H |
| As though it were not morning | B |
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| We will do all that you desire | I |
| And I will never never tire | I |
| Of romping with you by the fire | I |
| When 'tis no longer morning | B |
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| Your favourite tales oft told before | J |
| I'll tell you darling o'er and o'er | I |
| It never shall be bedtime more | J |
| Will you but wake this morning | B |
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| I will not ask you to sit still | K |
| You shall be naughty when you will | K |
| Shall spill my ink and spoil my quill | K |
| And squander all my morning | B |
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| Alas Alas it is no cheat | L |
| Quiet she lies from face to feet | L |
| No smile no sigh no hue no heat | L |
| No earnest of the morning | B |
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| Draw high the sheet above her head | A |
| She liked it so Dead No not dead | A |
| The angels hovering round her bed | A |
| Will greet her in the morning | B |
Alfred Austin
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