Cottage Songs Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEFE GHGH IJIJ KLKL D DMDM NONO PQPQ NONO R RGRG RSRS RTRT IUFU F VWVW XUXU YZYZ VA2VB2 FC2FC2 GD2GD2 E2E2E2E2 F2RF2R WG2AG2 R D2KD2K E2OE2O E2FE2F H2I2H2I2 RORO E2SE2S RJ2RJ2 RG2RG2| I BY THE CRADLE | A |
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| Close her eyes she must not peep | B |
| Let her little puds go slack | C |
| Slide away far into sleep | B |
| Sis will watch till she comes back | C |
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| Mother's knitting at the door | D |
| Waiting till the kettle sings | E |
| When the kettle's song is o'er | F |
| She will set the bright tea things | E |
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| Father's busy making hay | G |
| In the meadow by the brook | H |
| Not so very far away | G |
| Close its peeps it needn't look | H |
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| God is round us everywhere | I |
| Sees the scythe glitter and rip | J |
| Watches baby gone somewhere | I |
| Sees how mother's fingers skip | J |
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| Sleep dear baby sleep outright | K |
| Mother's sitting just behind | L |
| Father's only out of sight | K |
| God is round us like the wind | L |
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| II SWEEPING THE FLOOR | D |
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| Sweep and sweep and sweep the floor | D |
| Sweep the dust pick up the pin | M |
| Make it clean from fire to door | D |
| Clean for father to come in | M |
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| Mother said that God goes sweeping | N |
| Looking sweeping with a broom | O |
| All the time that we are sleeping | N |
| For a shilling in the room | O |
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| Did he drop it out of glory | P |
| Walking far above the birds | Q |
| Or did parson make the story | P |
| For the thinking afterwards | Q |
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| If I were the swept for shilling | N |
| I would hearken through the gloom | O |
| Roll out fast and fall down willing | N |
| Right before the sweeping broom | O |
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| III WASHING THE CLOTHES | R |
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| This is the way we wash the clo'es | R |
| Free from dirt and smoke and clay | G |
| Through and through the water flows | R |
| Carries Ugly right away | G |
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| This is the way we bleach the clo'es | R |
| Lay them out upon the green | S |
| Through and through the sunshine goes | R |
| Makes them white as well as clean | S |
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| This is the way we dry the clo'es | R |
| Hang them on the bushes about | T |
| Through and through the soft wind blows | R |
| Draws and drives the wetness out | T |
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| Water sun and windy air | I |
| Make the clothes clean white and sweet | U |
| Lay them now in lavender | F |
| For the Sunday folded neat | U |
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| IV DRAWING WATER | F |
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| Dark as if it would not tell | V |
| Lies the water still and cool | W |
| Dip the bucket in the well | V |
| Lift it from the precious pool | W |
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| Up it comes all brown and dim | X |
| Telling of the twilight sweet | U |
| As it rises to the brim | X |
| See the sun and water meet | U |
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| See the friends each other hail | Y |
| Here you are cries Master Sun | Z |
| Mistress Water from the pail | Y |
| Flashes back alive with fun | Z |
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| Have you not a tale to tell | V |
| Water as I take you home | A2 |
| Tell me of the hidden well | V |
| Whence you first of all did come | B2 |
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| Of it you have kept some flavour | F |
| Through long paths of darkling strife | C2 |
| Water all has still a savour | F |
| Of the primal well of life | C2 |
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| Could you show the lovely way | G |
| Back and up through sea and sky | D2 |
| To that well Oh happy day | G |
| I would drink and never die | D2 |
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| Jesus sits there on its brink | E2 |
| All the world's great thirst to slake | E2 |
| Offering every one to drink | E2 |
| Who will only come and take | E2 |
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| Lord of wells and waters all | F2 |
| Lord of rains and dewy beads | R |
| Unto thee my thirst doth call | F2 |
| For the thing thou know'st it needs | R |
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| Come home water sweet and cool | W |
| Gift of God thou always art | G2 |
| Spring up Well more beautiful | A |
| Rise in mine straight from his heart | G2 |
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| V CLEANING THE WINDOWS | R |
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| Wash the window rub it dry | D2 |
| Make the ray door clean and bright | K |
| He who lords it in the sky | D2 |
| Loves on cottage floors to light | K |
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| Looking over sea and beck | E2 |
| Mountain forest orchard bloom | O |
| He can spy the smallest speck | E2 |
| Anywhere about the room | O |
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| See how bright his torch is blazing | E2 |
| In the heart of mother's store | F |
| Strange I never saw him gazing | E2 |
| So into that press before | F |
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| Ah I see the wooden pane | H2 |
| In the window dull and dead | I2 |
| Father called its loss a gain | H2 |
| And a glass one put instead | I2 |
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| What a difference it makes | R |
| How it melts the filmy gloom | O |
| What a little more it takes | R |
| Much to brighten up a room | O |
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| There I spy a dusty streak | E2 |
| There a corner not quite clean | S |
| There a cobweb There the sneak | E2 |
| Of a spider watching keen | S |
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| Lord of suns and eyes that see | R |
| Shine into me see and show | J2 |
| Leave no darksome spot in me | R |
| Where thou dost not shining go | J2 |
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| Fill my spirit full of eyes | R |
| Doors of light in every part | G2 |
| Open windows to the skies | R |
| That no moth corrupt my heart | G2 |
George Macdonald
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