I'm Growing Old Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKLK MJNJ OAPQ RSTS USVS WNXN YAPA ZA2B2C2 D2E2D2E2 F2AG2A H2HUH I2J2K2J2 WL2M2L2| I M growing old t is surely so | A |
| And yet how short it seems | B |
| Since I was but a sportive child | C |
| Enjoying childish dreams | B |
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| I cannot see the change that comes | D |
| With such an even pace | E |
| I mark not when the wrinkles fall | F |
| Upon my fading face | E |
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| I know I m old and yet my heart | G |
| Is just as young and gay | H |
| As e er it was before my locks | I |
| Of bright brown turned to gray | H |
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| I know these eyes to other eyes | J |
| Look not so bright and glad | K |
| As once they looked and yet tis nor | L |
| Because my heart s more sad | K |
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| I never watched with purer joy | M |
| The floating clouds and glowing skies | J |
| While glistening tears of rapture fill | N |
| These old and fading eyes | J |
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| And when I mark the cheek wkere once | O |
| The bright rose used to glow | A |
| It grieves me not to see instead | P |
| The almond crown my brow | Q |
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| I ve seen the flower grow old and pale | R |
| And withered more than I | S |
| I ve seen it lose its every charm | T |
| Then droop away and die | S |
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| And then I ve seen it rise again | U |
| Bright as the beaming sky | S |
| And young and pure and beautiful | V |
| And felt that so shall I | S |
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| Then what if I am growing old | W |
| My heart is changeless still | N |
| And God has given me enough | X |
| This loving heart to fill | N |
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| I love to see the sun go down | Y |
| And lengthening shadows throw | A |
| Along the ground while o er my head | P |
| The clouds in crimson glow | A |
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| I see beyond those gorgeous clouds | Z |
| A country bright and fair | A2 |
| Which needs no sun God and the Lamb | B2 |
| Its light and beauty are | C2 |
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| I seem to hear the wondrous song | D2 |
| Redeemed sinners sing | E2 |
| And my heart leaps to join the throng | D2 |
| To praise the Heavenly King | E2 |
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| I seem to see three cherub boys | F2 |
| As hand in hand they go | A |
| With golden curls and snowy wings | G2 |
| Whose eyes with rapture glow | A |
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| When I was young I called them mine | H2 |
| Now Heaven s sweet ones are they | H |
| But I shall claim my own again | U |
| When I am called away | H |
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| Perhaps when heaven s bright gate I ve passed | I2 |
| They ll know from every other | J2 |
| The one who gave them back to God | K2 |
| And haste to call me mother | J2 |
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| am glad I m growing old | W |
| For every day I spend | L2 |
| Shall bring me one day nearer that | M2 |
| Bright day that has no end | L2 |
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