The Boy Soldier Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKJLMNMOBPB QMRMSTKTPBRB| Each evening on my lap there climbs | A |
| A little boy of three | B |
| And with his dimpled chubby fists | C |
| He pounds me shamefully | D |
| He gives my beard a vicious tug | E |
| He bravely pulls my nose | F |
| And then he tussles with my hair | G |
| And then explores my clothes | H |
| He throws my pencils on the floor | I |
| My watch is his delight | J |
| He never seems to think that I | K |
| Have any private right | J |
| And though he breaks my good cigars | L |
| With all his cunning art | M |
| He works a greater ruin far | N |
| Deep down within my heart | M |
| This roguish little tyke who sits | O |
| Each night upon my knee | B |
| And hammers at his poor old dad | P |
| Is bound to conquer me | B |
| He little knows that long ago | Q |
| He forced the gates apart | M |
| And marched triumphantly into | R |
| The city of my heart | M |
| Some day perhaps in years to come | S |
| When he is older grown | T |
| He too will be assailed as I | K |
| By youngsters of his own | T |
| And when at last a little lad | P |
| Gives battle on his knee | B |
| I know that he'll be captured too | R |
| Just as he captured me | B |
Edgar Albert Guest
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