Christmas Comes Again Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJJJIKJEEEJ DHLH MNNNNONNNMPPNMNN QRQR GSGS TAUA| Let me be merry now 't is time | A |
| The season is at hand | B |
| For Christmas rhyme and Christmas chime | A |
| Close up and form the band | B |
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| The winter fires still burn as bright | C |
| The lamp light is as clear | D |
| And since the dead are out of sight | C |
| What hinders Christmas cheer | D |
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| Why think or speak of that abyss | E |
| In which lies all my Past | F |
| High festival I need not miss | E |
| While song and jest shall last | F |
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| We'll clink and drink on Christmas Eve | G |
| Our ghosts can feel no wrong | H |
| They revelled ere they took their leave | G |
| Hearken my Soldier's Song | H |
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| The morning air doth coldly pass | I |
| Comrades to the saddle spring | J |
| The night more bitter cold will bring | J |
| Ere dying ere dying | J |
| Sweetheart come the parting glass | I |
| Glass and sabre clash clash clash | K |
| Ere dying ere dying | J |
| Stirrup cup and stirrup kiss | E |
| Do you hope the foe we'll miss | E |
| Sweetheart for this loving kiss | E |
| Ere dying ere dying | J |
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| The feasts and revels of the year | D |
| Do ghosts remember long | H |
| Even in memory come they here | L |
| Listen my Sailor's Song | H |
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| O my hearties yo heave ho | M |
| Anchor's up in Jolly Bay | N |
| Hey | N |
| Pipes and swipes hob and nob | N |
| Hey | N |
| Mermaid Bess and Dolphin Meg | O |
| Paddle over Jolly Bay | N |
| Hey | N |
| Tars haul in for Christmas Day | N |
| For round the 'varsal deep we go | M |
| Never church never bell | P |
| For to tell | P |
| Of Christmas Day | N |
| Yo heave ho my hearties O | M |
| Haul in mates here we lay | N |
| Hey | N |
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| His sword is rusting in its sheath | Q |
| His flag furled on the wall | R |
| We'll twine them with a holly wreath | Q |
| With green leaves cover all | R |
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| So clink and drink when falls the eve | G |
| But comrades hide from me | S |
| Their graves I would not see them heave | G |
| Beside me like the sea | S |
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| Let not my brothers come again | T |
| As men dead in their prime | A |
| Then hold my hands forget my pain | U |
| And strike the Christmas chime | A |
Elizabeth Stoddard
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