A Fine Sight Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGI JKJKIDID| I reckon the finest sight of all | A |
| That a man can see in this world of ours | B |
| Ain't the works of art on the gallery wall | A |
| Or the red an' white o' the fust spring flowers | B |
| Or a hoard o' gold from the yellow mines | C |
| But the' sight that'll make ye want t' yell | D |
| Is t' catch a glimpse o' the fust pink signs | C |
| In yer baby's cheek that she's gittin' well | D |
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| When ye see the pink jes' a creepin' back | E |
| T' the pale drawn cheek an' ye note a smile | F |
| Then th' cords o' yer heart that were tight grow slack | E |
| An' ye jump fer joy every little while | F |
| An' ye tiptoe back to her little bed | G |
| As though ye doubted yer eyes or were | H |
| Afraid it was fever come back instead | G |
| An' ye found that th' pink still blossomed there | I |
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| Ye've watched fer that smile an' that bit o' bloom | J |
| With a heavy heart fer weeks an' weeks | K |
| An' a castle o' joy becomes that room | J |
| When ye glimpse th' pink 'in yer baby's cheeks | K |
| An' out o' yer breast flies a weight o' care | I |
| An' ye're lifted up by some magic spell | D |
| An' yer heart jes' naturally beats a prayer | I |
| O' joy to the Lord 'cause she's gittin' well | D |
Edgar Albert Guest
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