The Lyttel Boy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GFHFIBJB KJLJMBAB NFBFFBABSometime there ben a lyttel boy | A |
That wolde not renne and play | B |
And helpless like that little tyke | C |
Ben allwais in the way | B |
Goe make you merrie with the rest | D |
His weary moder cried | E |
But with a frown he catcht her gown | F |
And hong untill her side | E |
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That boy did love his moder well | G |
Which spake him faire I ween | F |
He loved to stand and hold her hand | H |
And ken her with his een | F |
His cosset bleated in the croft | I |
His toys unheeded lay | B |
He wolde not goe but tarrying soe | J |
Ben allwais in the way | B |
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Godde loveth children and doth gird | K |
His throne with soche as these | J |
And He doth smile in plaisaunce while | L |
They cluster at His knees | J |
And sometime when He looked on earth | M |
And watched the bairns at play | B |
He kenned with joy a lyttel boy | A |
Ben allwais in the way | B |
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And then a moder felt her heart | N |
How that it ben to torne | F |
She kissed eche day till she ben gray | B |
The shoon he used to worn | F |
No bairn let hold untill her gown | F |
Nor played upon the floore | B |
Godde's was the joy a lyttel boy | A |
Ben in the way no more | B |
Eugene Field
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