The Ballad Of The Children Of The Czar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BC DE FG HI JE KL MN OP FQ NR ST JU JV QJ QW XY NZ NA2 B2C C2D2 FJ FE2 IC JF F2G2 FC H2P FF A2I2 DT DJ2 FN JB K2K H2L2 C2M2 JN2 A2O2 CN CJ FO2| A | |
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| The children of the Czar | B |
| Played with a bouncing ball | C |
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| In the May morning in the Czar's garden | D |
| Tossing it back and forth | E |
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| It fell among the flowerbeds | F |
| Or fled to the north gate | G |
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| A daylight moon hung up | H |
| In the Western sky bald white | I |
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| Like Papa's face said Sister | J |
| Hurling the white ball forth | E |
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| While I ate a baked potato | K |
| Six thousand miles apart | L |
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| In Brooklyn in | M |
| Aged two irrational | N |
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| When Franklin D Roosevelt | O |
| Was an Arrow Collar ad | P |
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| O Nicholas Alas Alas | F |
| My grandfather coughed in your army | Q |
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| Hid in a wine stinking barrel | N |
| For three days in Bucharest | R |
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| Then left for America | S |
| To become a king himself | T |
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| I am my father's father | J |
| You are your children's guilt | U |
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| In history's pity and terror | J |
| The child is Aeneas again | V |
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| Troy is in the nursery | Q |
| The rocking horse is on fire | J |
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| Child labor The child must carry | Q |
| His fathers on his back | W |
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| But seeing that so much is past | X |
| And that history has no ruth | Y |
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| For the individual | N |
| Who drinks tea who catches cold | Z |
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| Let anger be general | N |
| I hate an abstract thing | A2 |
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| Brother and sister bounced | B2 |
| The bounding unbroken ball | C |
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| The shattering sun fell down | C2 |
| Like swords upon their play | D2 |
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| Moving eastward among the stars | F |
| Toward February and October | J |
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| But the Maywind brushed their cheeks | F |
| Like a mother watching sleep | E2 |
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| And if for a moment they fight | I |
| Over the bouncing ball | C |
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| And sister pinches brother | J |
| And brother kicks her shins | F |
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| Well The heart of man in known | F2 |
| It is a cactus bloom | G2 |
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| The ground on which the ball bounces | F |
| Is another bouncing ball | C |
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| The wheeling whirling world | H2 |
| Makes no will glad | P |
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| Spinning in its spotlight darkness | F |
| It is too big for their hands | F |
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| A pitiless purposeless Thing | A2 |
| Arbitrary and unspent | I2 |
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| Made for no play for no children | D |
| But chasing only itself | T |
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| The innocent are overtaken | D |
| They are not innocent | J2 |
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| They are their father's fathers | F |
| The past is inevitable | N |
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| Now in another October | J |
| Of this tragic star | B |
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| I see my second year | K2 |
| I eat my baked potato | K |
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| It is my buttered world | H2 |
| But poked by my unlearned hand | L2 |
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| It falls from the highchair down | C2 |
| And I begin to howl | M2 |
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| And I see the ball roll under | J |
| The iron gate which is locked | N2 |
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| Sister is screaming brother is howling | A2 |
| The ball has evaded their will | O2 |
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| Even a bouncing ball | C |
| Is uncontrollable | N |
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| And is under the garden wall | C |
| I am overtaken by terror | J |
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| Thinking of my father's fathers | F |
| And of my own will | O2 |
Delmore Schwartz
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