Johnny Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDD EFEFGG HIHIJK LMLMNN IOIOPP MIMIQQ RGRGRR STUTVW AOAORR XYXYZW BA2BYB2B2 IAIAC2C2

FOUNDED ON AN ANECDOTE OF THE FIRST FRENCH REVOLUTIONA
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Johnny had a golden headB
Like a golden mop in blowC
Right and left his curls would spreadB
In a glory and a glowC
And they framed his honest faceD
Like stray sunbeams out of placeD
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Long and thick they half could hideE
How threadbare his patched jacket hungF
They used to be his Mother's prideE
She praised them with a tender tongueF
And stroked them with a loving fingerG
That smoothed and stroked and loved to lingerG
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On a doorstep Johnny satH
Up and down the street looked heI
Johnny did not own a hatH
Hot or cold tho' days might beI
Johnny did not own a bootJ
To cover up his muddy footK
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Johnny's face was pale and thinL
Pale with hunger and with cryingM
For his Mother lay withinL
Talked and tossed and seemed a dyingM
While Johnny racked his brains to thinkN
How to get her help and drinkN
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Get her physic get her teaI
Get her bread and something niceO
Not a penny piece had heI
And scarce a shilling might sufficeO
No wonder that his soul was sadP
When not one penny piece he hadP
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As he sat there thinking mopingM
Because his Mother's wants were manyI
Wishing much but scarcely hopingM
To earn a shilling or a pennyI
A friendly neighbor passed him byQ
And questioned him Why did he cryQ
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Alas his trouble soon was toldR
He did not cry for cold or hungerG
Though he was hungry both and coldR
He only felt more weak and youngerG
Because he wished so to be oldR
And apt at earning pence or goldR
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Kindly that neighbor was but poorS
Scant coin had he to give or lendT
And well he guessed there needed moreU
Than pence or shillings to befriendT
The helpless woman in her straitV
So much loved yet so desolateW
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One way he saw and only oneA
He would he could not give the adviceO
And yet he must the widow's sonA
Had curls of gold would fetch their priceO
Long curls which might be clipped and soldR
For silver or perhaps for goldR
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Our Johnny when he understoodX
Which shop it was that purchased hairY
Ran off as briskly as he couldX
And in a trice stood cropped and bareY
Too short of hair to fill a locketZ
But jingling money in his pocketW
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Precious money tea and breadB
Physic ease for Mother dearA2
Better than a golden headB
Yet our hero dropped one tearY
When he spied himself close shornB2
Barer much than lamb new bornB2
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His Mother throve upon the moneyI
Ate and revived and kissed her sonA
But oh when she perceived her JohnnyI
And understood what he had doneA
All and only for her sakeC2
She sobbed as if her heart must breakC2

Christina Georgina Rossetti



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