Cobbler And Stork Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC D EBFBGFHF A IJKJLMNMOPBPQHBHRMNM STUT D VWTWXYZYA2B2SB2C2D2E 2D2F2G2PG2H2FD2F D2 I2J2BJ2XK2L2K2J2D2BD 2

COBBLERA
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Stork I am justly wrothB
For thou hast wronged me soreC
The ash roof tree that shelters theeB
Shall shelter thee no moreC
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STORKD
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Full fifty years I 've dweltE
Upon this honest treeB
And long ago as people knowF
I brought thy father theeB
What hail hath chilled thy heartG
That thou shouldst bid me goF
Speak out I pray then I 'll awayH
Since thou commandest soF
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COBBLERA
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Thou tellest of the timeI
When wheeling from the westJ
This hut thou sought'st and one thou brought'stK
Unto a mother's breastJ
I was the wretched childL
Was fetched that dismal mornM
'T were better die than be as IN
To life of misery bornM
And hadst thou borne me onO
Still farther up the townP
A king I 'd be of high degreeB
And wear a golden crownP
For yonder lives the princeQ
Was brought that selfsame dayH
How happy he while look at meB
I toil my life awayH
And see my little boyR
To what estate he 's bornM
Why when I die no hoard leave IN
But poverty and scornM
And thou hast done it allS
I might have been a kingT
And ruled in state but for thy hateU
Thou base perfidious thingT
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STORKD
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Since cobbler thou dost speakV
Of one thou lovest wellW
Hear of that king what grievous thingT
This very morn befellW
Whilst round thy homely benchX
Thy well belov d playedY
In yonder hall beneath a pallZ
A little one was laidY
Thy well belov d's faceA2
Was rosy with delightB2
But 'neath that pall in yonder hallS
The little face is whiteB2
Whilst by a merry voiceC2
Thy soul is filled with cheerD2
Another weeps for one that sleepsE2
All mute and cold anearD2
One father hath his hopeF2
And one is childless nowG2
He wears a crown and rules a townP
Only a cobbler thouG2
Wouldst thou exchange thy lotH2
At price of such a woeF
I'll nest no more above thy doorD2
But as thou bidst me goF
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COBBLERD2
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Nay stork thou shalt remainI2
I mean not what I saidJ2
Good neighbors we must always beB
So make thy home o'erheadJ2
I would not change my benchX
For any monarch's throneK2
Nor sacrifice at any priceL2
My darling and my ownK2
Stork on my roof tree bideJ2
That seeing thee anearD2
I 'll thankful be God sent by theeB
Me and my darling hereD2

Eugene Field



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