The Christening Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDD ECECFF GHGHIIE JHKHHHE LMLMNNE OMPMQQE ECECRRE SHSHHHH TUVUWWH CUCXYYH ZUZUEEH A2CA2CEEH B2CB2CEEE C2D2C2D2BBE YE2YF2G2G2

Of my Brother's infant Son FebruaryA
I-
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THERE is a sound of laughter light and gayB
And hurried welcomes as of joyful greetingC
The stir and murmur of a holidayB
The grouping of glad friends each other meetingC
And in the midst art THOU thou tiny flowerD
Whose coming hath so cheer'd this wintry hourD
II-
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Helpless thou liest young blossom of our loveE
The sunshine of fond smiles around thee beamingC
Blessings call'd down on thee from Heaven aboveE
And every heart about thy future dreamingC
Meek peace and utter innocence are nowF
The sole expression of thy baby browF
III-
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Helpless thou liest thy little waxen faceG
Eagerly scann'd by our inquiring glancesH
Hoping some lovely likeness there to traceG
Which fancy finds and so thy worth enhancesH
Clothing with thought mature and power of mindI
Those infant features yet so faintly linedI
IVE
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And still thy youthful mother bendeth downJ
Her large soft loving eyes brimful of gladnessH
Her cheek almost as waxen as thine ownK
Her heart as innocently free from sadnessH
And still a brighter smile her red lip wearsH
As each her young son's loveliness declaresH
VE
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And sometimes as we gaze a sigh is heardL
Though from the happy group all grief seems banishedM
As thou recallest little nestling birdL
Some long familiar face whose light hath vanish'dM
Some name which yet hath power our hearts to thrillN
Some smile whose buried beauty haunts us stillN
VIE
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Ah most to Her the early widow'd comeO
Thoughts of the blossoms that from earth have perish'dM
Lost to her lone and solitary homeP
Though in her brooding memory fondly cherish'dM
Her little grandson's baby smiles recallQ
Not one regretted hope of youth but allQ
VIIE
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Her Son's son lies upon her cradling kneeE
And bids her heart return with mournful dreamingC
To her own first born's helpless infancyE
When hope youth's guiding star was brightly beamingC
And He who died too soon stood by and smiledR
And bless'd alike the mother and her childR
VIIIE
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Since then how many a year hath fleeted pastS
What unforeseen events what joys what sorrowsH
With sunshine or with clouds have overcastS
The long succession of her lonely morrowsH
Ere musing o'er this fair and new born faceH
A fresh link carried on her orphan'd RaceH
IXH
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Fair child that race is not by man's awardT
Ennobled but by God no titles soundedU
By herald's trump or smooth and flattering bardV
Proclaim within what lines thy rank is boundedU
Thy power hereditary none confineW
The gift of Genius boy by right is thineW
XH
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Be humble for it is an envied thingC
And men whose creeping hearts have long submittedU
Around the column'd height to clasp and clingC
Of Titled Pride by man to man transmittedX
Will grudge the power they have less cause to dreadY
Oppose thee living and malign when deadY
XIH
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One of thy lineage served his country wellZ
Though with her need her gratitude departedU
What in her memory now is left to dwellZ
The faults of him who died half broken heartedU
And those whose envious hands ne'er stretch'd to saveE
Pluck down the laurels springing from his graveE
XIIH
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Yet hush it is a solemn hour and farA2
Be human bitterness and vain upbraidingC
With hope we watch thy rising thou young starA2
Hope not all earthly or it were too fadingC
For we are met to usher in thy lifeE
With Prayer which lifteth hearts and quelleth strifeE
XIIIH
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Hush'd is the busy group and still as deathB2
All at the sacred altar meekly kneelingC
For thy sake who so lately drew thy breathB2
All unto Heaven with earnest heart appealingC
A solemn voice addresses the Most HighE
And with a murmuring echo we replyE
XIVE
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All holy be the hour and oh may HeavenC2
Look down and bless the anxious mother's partD2
As meekly she confides the treasure givenC2
So lately to her young and hoping heartD2
And pleads that God's great love may be his stayB
And guide her little Wanderer on his wayB
XVE
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So let it be and when the noble headY
Of thy true hearted father babe belovedE2
Now glossy dark is silver gray insteadY
And thy young birth day far away removedF2
Still may'st thou be a comfort and a joyG2
Still welcome as this day unconscious boyG2

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton



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