The Toys Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCCCDCDCCEECFEFGGC CCCHHIICCJKKL

My little Son who look'd from thoughtful eyesA
And moved and spoke in quiet grown up wiseA
Having my law the seventh time disobey'dB
I struck him and dismiss'dC
With hard words and unkiss'dC
His Mother who was patient being deadC
Then fearing lest his grief should hinder sleepD
I visited his bedC
But found him slumbering deepD
With darken'd eyelids and their lashes yetC
From his late sobbing wetC
And I with moanE
Kissing away his tears left others of my ownE
For on a table drawn beside his headC
He had put within his reachF
A box of counters and a red vein'd stoneE
A piece of glass abraded by the beachF
And six or seven shellsG
A bottle with bluebellsG
And two French copper coins ranged there with careful artC
To comfort his sad heartC
So when that night I pray'dC
To God I wept and saidC
Ah when at last we lie with tranc egrave d breathH
Not vexing Thee in deathH
And Thou rememberest of what toysI
We made our joysI
How weakly understoodC
Thy great commanded goodC
Then fatherly not lessJ
Than I whom Thou hast moulded from the clayK
Thou'lt leave Thy wrath and sayK
'I will be sorry for their childishness 'L

Coventry Patmore



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