Cousin Robert Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DBBB BEFE FBGB HIJI KLBL LMNM OBBB POQO BBBB BRSR TOUO VBUB UWXW BYBY ZA2B2C2 FBB| O COUSIN Robert far away | A |
| Among the lands of gold | B |
| How many years since we two met | C |
| You would not like it told | B |
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| O cousin Robert buried deep | D |
| Amid your bags of gold | B |
| I thought I saw you yesternight | B |
| Just as you were of old | B |
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| You own whole leagues I half a rood | B |
| Behind my cottage door | E |
| You have your lacs of gold rupees | F |
| And I my children four | E |
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| Your tall barques dot the dangerous seas | F |
| My 'ship's come home' to rest | B |
| Safe anchored from the storms of life | G |
| Upon one faithful breast | B |
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| And it would cause no start or sigh | H |
| Nor thought of doubt or blame | I |
| If I should teach our little son | J |
| His cousin Robert's name | I |
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| That name however wide it rings | K |
| I oft think when alone | L |
| I rather would have seen it graved | B |
| Upon a churchyard stone | L |
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| Upon the white sunshining stone | L |
| Where cousin Alick lies | M |
| Ah sometimes woe to him that lives | N |
| Happy is he that dies | M |
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| O Robert Robert many a tear | O |
| Though not the tears of old | B |
| Drops thinking of your face last night | B |
| Your hand's remembered fold | B |
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| A young man's face so like so like | P |
| Our mothers' faces fair | O |
| A young man's hand so firm to clasp | Q |
| So resolute to dare | O |
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| I thought you good I wished you great | B |
| You were my hope my pride | B |
| To know you good to make you great | B |
| I once had happy died | B |
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| To tear the plague spot from your heart | B |
| Place honor on your brow | R |
| See old age come in crown d peace | S |
| I almost would die now | R |
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| Would give all that's now mine to give | T |
| To have you sitting there | O |
| The cousin Robert of my youth | U |
| Though beggar'd with gray hair | O |
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| O Robert Robert some that live | V |
| Are dead long ere they are old | B |
| Better the pure heart of our youth | U |
| Than palaces of gold | B |
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| Better the blind faith of our youth | U |
| Than doubt which all truth braves | W |
| Better to mourn God's children dear | X |
| Than laugh the Devil's slaves | W |
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| O Robert Robert life is sweet | B |
| And love is boundless gain | Y |
| Yet if I mind of you my heart | B |
| Is stabbed with sudden pain | Y |
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| And as in peace this Christmas eve | Z |
| I close our quiet doors | A2 |
| And kiss 'good night' on sleeping heads | B2 |
| Such bonnie curls like yours | C2 |
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| I fall upon my bended knees | F |
| With sobs that choke each word | B |
| 'On those who err and are deceived | B |
| Have mercy O good Lord ' | - |
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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