The Old Arm-chair Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCAA DEFGHHAA IIJJKKAA LLHHMMAA| I LOVE it I love it and who shall dare | A |
| To chide me for loving that old Arm chair | A |
| I've treasured it long as a sainted prize | B |
| I've bedewed it with tears and embalmed it with sighs | B |
| ' Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart | C |
| Not a tie will break not a link will start | C |
| Would ye learn the spell a mother sat there | A |
| And a sacred thing is that old Arm chair | A |
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| In Childhood's hour I lingered near | D |
| The hallowed seat with listening ear | E |
| And gentle words that mother would give | F |
| To fit me to die and teach me to live | G |
| She told me shame would never betide | H |
| With truth for my creed and God for my guide | H |
| She taught me to lisp my earliest prayer | A |
| As I knelt beside that old Arm chair | A |
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| I sat and watched her many a day | I |
| When her eye grew dim and her locks were grey | I |
| And I almost worshipped her when she smiled | J |
| And turned from her Bible to bless her child | J |
| Years rolled on but the last one sped | K |
| My idol was shattered my earth star fled | K |
| I learnt how much the heart can bear | A |
| When I saw her die in that old Arm chair | A |
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| 'Tis past 'tis past but I gaze on it now | L |
| With quivering breath and throbbing brow | L |
| 'Twas there she nursed me 'twas there she died | H |
| And Memory flows with lava tide | H |
| Say it is folly and deem me weak | M |
| While the scalding drops start down my cheek | M |
| But I love it I love it and cannot tear | A |
| My soul from a mother's old Arm chair | A |
Eliza Cook
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