A Valentine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCC DEDDECC DFDFFC GHGHHCC IJIJJCC KLKMMCC NONOOC| A Valentine The Bree was up the floods were out | A |
| Around the hut of Culgo Jim | B |
| The hand of God had broke the drought | A |
| And filled the channels to the brim | B |
| The outline of the hut loomed dim | B |
| Among the shades of murmurous pine | C |
| That eve of good Saint Valentine | C |
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| He watched and to his sleepy gaze | D |
| The dying embers of the fire | E |
| Its yellow reds and pearly greys | D |
| Made pictures of his younger days | D |
| Outside the waters mounted higher | E |
| Beneath a half moon's sickly shine | C |
| That eve of good Saint Valentine | C |
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| There in the great slab fire place | D |
| The oak log burnt away to coal | F |
| Showed him the semblance of a face | D |
| Framed in a golden aureole | F |
| Eyes the clear windows of a soul | F |
| Soul of a maid who used to sign | C |
| Herself Jim dear your Valentine ' | - |
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| Lips whose pink curves were made to bear | G |
| Love's kisses not to be the mock | H |
| Of grave worms Suddenly a whirr | G |
| And twelve loud strokes upon the clock | H |
| Then at the door a gentle knock | H |
| The collie dog began to whine | C |
| That morn of good Saint Valentine | C |
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| He opened by his heels the hound | I |
| Sniffed at the night Who comes and why | J |
| What no one Hush was that a sound | I |
| Methought I heard a human cry | J |
| Bah 'twas a curlew passing by | J |
| Out where the lignum bushes twine | C |
| This morn of good Saint Valentine | C |
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| What ails the dog Down Stumpy down | K |
| No Well lead on perchance a | L |
| It is poor brute that fears to drown | K |
| Heavens how chill the waters creep | M |
| Why Stumpy do you splash and leap | M |
| 'Tis but a foolish quest of thine | C |
| This morn of good Saint Valentine | C |
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| Nay not so foolish as I thought | N |
| Hark 'mid those reeds a feeble scream | O |
| Mother of God a cradle brought | N |
| Down from some homestead up the stream | O |
| A white robed baby Do I dream | O |
| No 'tis that dear dead love of mine | C |
| Who sends me thus a Valentine ' | - |
Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake
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