The Child's Music Lesson Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABCC DEDEDEFF GHGIGIJJ KLMNMNOO PQPQPRSS BBBBBBPP| Why weep ye in your innocent toil at all | A |
| Sweet little hands why halt and tremble so | B |
| Full many a wrong note falls but let it fall | A |
| Each note to me is like a golden glow | B |
| Each broken cadence like a mourning call | A |
| Nay clear and smooth I would not have you go | B |
| Soft little hands upon the curtained threshold set | C |
| Of this long life of labour and unrestful fret | C |
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| Soft sunlight flickers on the checkered green | D |
| Warm winds are stirring round my dreaming seat | E |
| Among the yellow pumpkin blooms that lean | D |
| Their crumpled rims beneath the heavy heat | E |
| The striped bees in lazy labour glean | D |
| From bell to bell with golden feathered feet | E |
| Yet even here the voices of hard life go by | F |
| Outside the city strains with its eternal cry | F |
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| Here as I sit the sunlight on my face | G |
| And shadows of green leaves upon mine eyes | H |
| My heart a garden in a hidden place | G |
| Is full of folded buds of memories | I |
| Stray hither then with all your old time grace | G |
| Child voices trembling from the uncertain keys | I |
| Play on ye little fingers touch the settled gloom | J |
| And quickly one by one my waiting buds will bloom | J |
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| Ah me I may not set my feet again | K |
| In any part of that old garden dear | L |
| Or pluck one widening blossom for my pain | M |
| But only at the wicket gaze I hear | N |
| Old scents creep into mine inactive brain | M |
| Smooth scents of things I may not come anear | N |
| I see far off old beaten pathways they adorn | O |
| I cannot feel with hands the blossom of the thorn | O |
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| Toil on sweet hands once more I see the child | P |
| The little child that was myself appears | Q |
| And all the old time beauties undefiled | P |
| Shine back to me across the opening years | Q |
| Quick griefs that made the tender bosom wild | P |
| Short blinding gusts that died in passionate tears | R |
| Sweet life with all its change that now so happy seems | S |
| With all its child heart glories and untutored dreams | S |
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| Play on into the golden sunshine so | B |
| Sweeter than all great artists' labouring | B |
| I too was like you once an age ago | B |
| God keep you dimpled fingers for you bring | B |
| Quiet gliding ghosts to me of joy and woe | B |
| No certain things at all that thrill or sting | B |
| But only sounds and scents and savours of things bright | P |
| No joy or aching pain but only dim delight | P |
Archibald Lampman
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