Armenian Folk-song--the Partridge Poem Rhyme Scheme

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As beats the sun from mountain crest	A
With 'pretty pretty'	A
Cometh the partridge from her nest	A
The flowers threw kisses sweet to her	B
For all the flowers that bloomed knew her	B
Yet hasteneth she to mine and me	C
Ah pretty pretty	C
Ah dear little partridge	D
	-
And when I hear the partridge cry	E
So pretty pretty	C
Upon the house top breakfast I	E
She comes a chirping far and wide	A
And swinging from the mountain side	A
I see and hear the dainty dear	F
Ah pretty pretty	C
Ah dear little partridge	D
	-
Thy nest's inlaid with posies rare	G
And pretty pretty	C
Bloom violet rose and lily there	G
The place is full of balmy dew	A
The tears of flowers in love with you	A
And one and all impassioned call	H
'O pretty pretty	C
O dear little partridge '	-
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Thy feathers they are soft and sleek	I
So pretty pretty	C
Long is thy neck and small thy breast	A
The color of thy plumage far	J
More bright than rainbow colors are	J
Sweeter than dove is she I love	K
My pretty pretty	C
My dear little partridge	D
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When comes the partridge from the tree	C
So pretty pretty	C
And sings her little hymn to me	C
Why all the world is cheered thereby	E
The heart leaps up into the eye	E
And echo then gives back again	L
Our 'Pretty pretty '	-
Our 'Dear little partridge '	-
	-
Admitting the most blest of all	H
And pretty pretty	C
The birds come with thee at thy call	H
In flocks they come and round they play	M
And this is what they seem to say	M
They say and sing each feathered thing	N
'Ah pretty pretty	C
Ah dear little partridge '	-

Eugene Field

Armenian Folk-song--the Partridge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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