Little Bo-beep Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCBC DDEFEF DDAGAG DDHFHF DDIIJI DDAKAK DDEFEF DDKFKF DDELEL DDEKEK DDELEL DDMNOP DDPKPK DDFEFEWhat was Bo Peep Can anyone guess | A |
Why little Bo Peep was a shepherdess | A |
And she dressed in a short white petticoat | B |
And a kirtle of blue with a looped up look | C |
And a snowy kerchief about her throat | B |
And held in her hand a crook | C |
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What eyes she had the little Bo Peep | D |
They had tears to laugh with and tears to weep | D |
So fringy and shy and blue and sweet | E |
That even the summer skies in color | F |
Or the autumn gentians under her feet | E |
Less tender were and duller | F |
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Now a shepherdess ought to watch her sheep | D |
But the careless little girl Bo Peep | D |
Was hunting for late wild strawberries | A |
The sweetest her tongue had ever tasted | G |
They were few in number and small in size | A |
Too good though to be wasted | G |
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And in that way the little Bo Peep | D |
The first she knew had lost her sheep | D |
To the top of the nearest knoll she ran | H |
The better to look the pasture over | F |
She shaded her face and called Nan Nan | H |
But none of them could discover | F |
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About and about went little Bo Peep | D |
Her feet grew tired the hills were steep | D |
And in trying her fears to overcome | I |
She sighed I don't know where to find 'em | I |
But let 'em alone and they'll come home | J |
And bring their tails behind 'em | I |
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So down sat trustful little Bo Peep | D |
And in a minute was fast asleep | D |
Arm over her head and her finger ends | A |
All red with the fruit she had been eating | K |
While her thoughts were only of her lost friends | A |
And she dreamed she heard them bleating | K |
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'Twas a happy dream for little Bo Peep | D |
As she lay on the grass her flock of sheep | D |
With scatter and clatter and patter of feet | E |
Came hastening from all ways hither thither | F |
First one would bleat then another would bleat | E |
Then b a a a a all together | F |
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But ah it was only while Bo Peep | D |
Was tired enough to stay asleep | D |
That her flock was with her for when she woke | K |
Rubbing her eyes to see the clearer | F |
She found that her dream was all a joke | K |
And they were nowhere near her | F |
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Tearful and sorrowful grew Bo Peep | D |
Down from her lashes the tears would creep | D |
But she started out as there was need | E |
Before it should be too dark to find them | L |
She found them indeed but it made her heart bleed | E |
For they'd left their tails behind them | L |
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Did she laugh or cry our little Bo Peep | D |
To see such a comical crowd of sheep | D |
There were plenty of bodies white and fat | E |
And plenty of wide mouths eating eating | K |
Plenty of soft wool and all that | E |
And plenty of noisy bleating | K |
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Yet all of them stood and tried to keep | D |
At a little distance from Bo Peep | D |
They knew her voice and were very glad | E |
To have her come with her crook to find them | L |
But they felt so strangely because they had | E |
Not a single tail behind them | L |
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The innocent faced old mother sheep | D |
Who bleated and stamped to greet Bo Peep | D |
With their tails shorn close were odd enough | M |
But the very oddest of all was when a | N |
Group of the lambs went galloping off | O |
All legs and hadn't any | P |
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Though sorry enough was little Bo Peep | D |
That the tails were lost from her pretty sheep | D |
She murmured I'll find them easily | P |
And there's very little good in crying | K |
So away she went and at last in a tree | P |
She saw them hung a drying | K |
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She piled them up in a great white heap | D |
And the best she could do poor little Bo Peep | D |
Was to try to fasten them where they grew | F |
Or that was at least what she intended | E |
But if she did it I never knew | F |
For now my story is ended | E |
Clara Doty Bates
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