Beard And Baby Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FEFE DGDG HGHG FEFE IJIJ| I say as one who never feared | A |
| The wrath of a subscriber's bullet | B |
| I pity him who has a beard | A |
| But has no little girl to pull it | C |
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| When wife and I have finished tea | D |
| Our baby woos me with her prattle | E |
| And perching proudly on my knee | D |
| She gives my petted whiskers battle | E |
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| With both her hands she tugs away | F |
| While scolding at me kind o' spiteful | E |
| You'll not believe me when I say | F |
| I find the torture quite delightful | E |
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| No other would presume I ween | D |
| To trifle with this hirsute wonder | G |
| Else would I rise in vengeful mien | D |
| And rend his vandal frame asunder | G |
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| But when her baby fingers pull | H |
| This glossy sleek and silky treasure | G |
| My cup of happiness is full | H |
| I fairly glow with pride and pleasure | G |
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| And sweeter still through all the day | F |
| I seem to hear her winsome prattle | E |
| I seem to feel her hands at play | F |
| As though they gave me sportive battle | E |
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| Yes heavenly music seems to steal | I |
| Where thought of her forever lingers | J |
| And round my heart I always feel | I |
| The twining of her dimpled fingers | J |
Eugene Field
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