The Death Of The Old Year Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABCDDC EFGGFAHHA IDIIDCJJC KLMMNOPPO AQAAQCJJC RSRRONPPN| Full knee deep lies the winter snow | A |
| And the winter winds are wearily sighing | B |
| Toll ye the church bell sad and slow | A |
| And tread softly and speak low | A |
| For the old year lies a dying | B |
| Old year you must not die | C |
| You came to us so readily | D |
| You lived with us so steadily | D |
| Old year you shall not die | C |
| - | |
| He lieth still he doth not move | E |
| He will not see the dawn of day | F |
| He hath no other life above | G |
| He gave me a friend and a true truelove | G |
| And the New year will take 'em away | F |
| Old year you must not go | A |
| So long you have been with us | H |
| Such joy as you have seen with us | H |
| Old year you shall not go | A |
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| He froth'd his bumpers to the brim | I |
| A jollier year we shall not see | D |
| But tho' his eyes are waxing dim | I |
| And tho' his foes speak ill of him | I |
| He was a friend to me | D |
| Old year you shall not die | C |
| We did so laugh and cry with you | J |
| I've half a mind to die with you | J |
| Old year if you must die | C |
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| He was full of joke and jest | K |
| But all his merry quips are o'er | L |
| To see him die across the waste | M |
| His son and heir doth ride post haste | M |
| But he'll be dead before | N |
| Every one for his own | O |
| The night is starry and cold my friend | P |
| And the New year blithe and bold my friend | P |
| Comes up to take his own | O |
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| How hard he breathes over the snow | A |
| I heard just now the crowing cock | Q |
| The shadows flicker to and fro | A |
| The cricket chirps the light burns low | A |
| 'Tis nearly twelve o'clock | Q |
| Shake hands before you die | C |
| Old year we'll dearly rue for you | J |
| What is it we can do for you | J |
| Speak out before you die | C |
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| His face is growing sharp and thin | R |
| Alack our friend is gone | S |
| Close up his eyes tie up his chin | R |
| Step from the corpse and let him in | R |
| That standeth there alone | O |
| And waiteth at the door | N |
| There's a new foot on the floor my friend | P |
| And a new face at the door my friend | P |
| A new face at the door | N |
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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