The Sermon In The Stocking Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JBKB LMNM OJPJ QRSR THJH LMUM VWXW YRZ JIZI| The supper is over the hearth is swept | A |
| And in the wood fire's glow | B |
| The children cluster to hear a tale | C |
| Of that time so long ago | B |
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| When grandmamma's hair was golden brown | D |
| And the warm blood came and went | E |
| O'er the face that could scarce have been sweeter then | F |
| Than now in its rich content | E |
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| The face is wrinkled and careworn now | G |
| And the golden hair is gray | H |
| But the light that shone in the young girl's eyes | I |
| Has never gone away | H |
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| And her needles catch the fire's light | J |
| As in and out they go | B |
| With the clicking music that grandma loves | K |
| Shaping the stocking's toe | B |
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| And the waking children love it too | L |
| For they know the stocking song | M |
| Brings many a tale to grandma's mind | N |
| Which they shall hear ere long | M |
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| But it brings no story of olden time | O |
| To grandma's heart tonight | J |
| Only a ditty quaint and short | P |
| Is sung by the needles bright | J |
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| 'Life is a stocking ' grandma says | Q |
| 'And yours is just begun | R |
| But I am kniting the toe of mine | S |
| And my work is almost done | R |
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| 'With merry hearts we begin to knit | T |
| And the ribbing is almost play | H |
| Some are gay colored and some are white | J |
| And some are ashen gray | H |
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| 'But most are made of many a hue | L |
| With many a stitch set wrong | M |
| And many a row to be sadly ripped | U |
| Ere the whole is fair and strong | M |
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| 'There are long plain stretches without a break | V |
| That in youth are hard to bear | W |
| And many a weary tear is dropped | X |
| As we fashion the heel with care | W |
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| 'But the saddest happiest time is that | Y |
| We court and yet would shun | R |
| When our Heavenly Father breaks the thread | Z |
| And says our work is done ' | - |
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| And the children come to say good night | J |
| With tears in their bright young eyes | I |
| While in grandma's lap with broken thread | Z |
| The finished stocking lies | I |
Anonymous Americas
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