Cinderella Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCCDCCC EFGFCHIH ICJCKDLD MGGGILNL LCOCPLPL QCLCRSLS DLLLTUIU HCVCWLXL CGLGHLCL YCLCGSCP CLZLCCLC DLA2LUDPD LCDCA2GB2G UGDGDDDD CLC2LGDGD DLLLA2LD2L A2CPCCCGC CLDLLLLL LCLCLLLL PLLLCE2LE2 LLA2LCLCL LF2DF2LQDQVersified by Mrs Clara Doty Bates | A |
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Poor pretty little thing she was | B |
The sweetest faced of girls | C |
With eyes as blue as larkspurs | C |
And a mass of tossing curls | C |
But her step mother had for her | D |
Only blows and bitter words | C |
While she thought her own two ugly crows | C |
The whitest of all birds | C |
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She was the little household drudge | E |
And wore a cotton gown | F |
While the sisters clad in silk and satin | G |
Flaunted through the town | F |
When her work was done her only place | C |
Was the chimney corner bench | H |
For which one called her Cinderella | I |
The other Cinder wench | H |
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But years went on and Cinderella | I |
Bloomed like a wild wood rose | C |
In spite of all her kitchen work | J |
And her common dingy clothes | C |
While the two step sisters year by year | K |
Grew scrawnier and plainer | D |
Two peacocks with their tails outspread | L |
Were never any vainer | D |
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One day they got a note a pink | M |
Sweet scented crested one | G |
Which was an invitation | G |
To a ball from the king's son | G |
Oh then poor Cinderella | I |
Had to starch and iron and plait | L |
And run of errands frill and crimp | N |
And ruffle early and late | L |
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And when the ball night came at last | L |
She helped to paint their faces | C |
To lace their satin shoes and deck | O |
Them up with flowers and laces | C |
Then watched their coach roll grandly | P |
Out of sight and after that | L |
She sat down by the chimney | P |
In the cinders with the cat | L |
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And sobbed as if her heart would break | Q |
Hot tears were on her lashes | C |
Her little hands got black with soot | L |
Her feet begrimed with ashes | C |
When right before her on the hearth | R |
She knew not how nor why | S |
A little odd old woman stood | L |
And said Why do you cry | S |
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It is so very lonely here | D |
Poor Cinderella said | L |
And sobbed again The little odd | L |
Old woman bobbed her head | L |
And laughed a merry kind of laugh | T |
And whispered Is that all | U |
Wouldn't my little Cinderella | I |
Like to go to the ball | U |
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Run to the garden then and fetch | H |
A pumpkin large and nice | C |
Go to the pantry shelf and from | V |
The mouse traps get the mice | C |
Rats you will find in the rat trap | W |
And from the watering pot | L |
Or from under the big flat garden stone | X |
Six lizards must be got | L |
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Nimble as crickets in the grass | C |
She ran till it was done | G |
And then God mother stretched her wand | L |
And touched them every one | G |
The pumpkin changed into a coach | H |
Which glittered as it rolled | L |
And the mice became six horses | C |
With harnesses of gold | L |
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One rat a herald was to blow | Y |
A trumpet in advance | C |
And the first blast that he sounded | L |
Made the horses plunge and prance | C |
And the lizards were made footmen | G |
Because they were so spry | S |
And the old rat coachman on the box | C |
Wore jeweled livery | P |
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And then on Cinderella's dress | C |
The magic wand was laid | L |
And straight the dingy gown became | Z |
A glistening gold brocade | L |
The gems that shone upon her fingers | C |
Nothing could surpass | C |
And on her dainty little feet | L |
Were slippers made of glass | C |
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Be sure you get back here my dear | D |
At twelve o'clock at night | L |
Godmother said and in a twinkling | A2 |
She was out of sight | L |
When Cinderella reached the ball | U |
And entered at the door | D |
So beautiful a lady | P |
None had ever seen before | D |
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The Prince his admiration showed | L |
In every word and glance | C |
He led her out to supper | D |
And he chose her for the dance | C |
But she kept in mind the warning | A2 |
That her Godmother had given | G |
And left the ball with all its charm | B2 |
At just half after eleven | G |
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Next night there was another ball | U |
She helped her sisters twain | G |
To pinch their waists and curl their hair | D |
And paint their cheeks again | G |
Then came the fairy Godmother | D |
And with her wand once more | D |
Arrayed her out in greater splendor | D |
Even than before | D |
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The coach and six with gay outriders | C |
Bore her through the street | L |
And a crowd was gathered round to look | C2 |
The lady was so sweet | L |
So light of heart and face and mien | G |
As happy children are | D |
And when her foot stepped down | G |
Her slipper twinkled like a star | D |
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Again the Prince chose only her | D |
For waltz or tete a tete | L |
So swift the minutes flew she did not | L |
Dream it could be late | L |
But all at once remembering | A2 |
What her Godmother had said | L |
And hearing twelve begin to strike | D2 |
Upon the clock she fled | L |
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Swift as a swallow on the wing | A2 |
She darted but alas | C |
Dropped from one flying foot the tiny | P |
Slipper made of glass | C |
But she got away and well it was | C |
She did for in a trice | C |
Her coach changed to a pumpkin | G |
And her horses became mice | C |
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And back into the cinder dress | C |
Was changed the gold brocade | L |
The prince secured the slipper | D |
And this proclamation made | L |
That the country should be searched | L |
And any lady far or wide | L |
Who could get the slipper on her foot | L |
Should straightway be his bride | L |
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So every lady tried it | L |
With her Mys and Ahs and Ohs | C |
And Cinderella's sisters pared | L |
Their heels and pared their toes | C |
But all in vain Nobody's foot | L |
Was small enough for it | L |
Till Cinderella tried it | L |
And it was a perfect fit | L |
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Then the royal heralds hardly | P |
Knew what it was best to do | L |
When from out her tattered pocket | L |
Forth she drew the other shoe | L |
While the eyelids on the larkspur eyes | C |
Dropped down a snowy vail | E2 |
And the sisters turned from pale to red | L |
And then from red to pale | E2 |
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And in hateful anger cried and stormed | L |
And scolded and all that | L |
And a courtier without thinking | A2 |
Tittered out behind his hat | L |
For here was all the evidence | C |
The Prince had asked complete | L |
Two little slippers made of glass | C |
Fitting two little feet | L |
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So the Prince with all his retinue | L |
Came there to claim his wife | F2 |
And he promised he would love her | D |
With devotion all his life | F2 |
At the marriage there was splendid | L |
Music dancing wedding cake | Q |
And he kept the slipper as a treasure | D |
Ever for her sake | Q |
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