The Child-mother Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDAEEA FFGHHG AABIIB JJKAAK LLMNNM OOLAAL AAAEEA AAAPPA QQHAAH RRBKKB AASRRT AAAKKA AAKUUK KKVAAV WWQXXQ YYNZZN KKA2AAB2 C2C2HKKH D2D2KBBK E2E2AF2F2A G2G2KH2H2K| Heavily slumbered noonday bright | A |
| Upon the lone field glory dight | A |
| A burnished grassy sea | B |
| The child in gorgeous golden hours | C |
| Through heaven descended starry flowers | C |
| Went walking on the lea | B |
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| Velvety bees make busy hum | D |
| Green flies and striped wasps go and come | D |
| The butterflies gleam white | A |
| Blue burning vaporous to and fro | E |
| The dragon flies like arrows go | E |
| Or hang in moveless flight | A |
| - | |
| Not one she followed like a rill | F |
| She wandered on with quiet will | F |
| Received but did not miss | G |
| Her step was neither quick nor long | H |
| Nought but a snatch of murmured song | H |
| Ever revealed her bliss | G |
| - | |
| An almost solemn woman child | A |
| Not fashioned frolicsome and wild | A |
| She had more love than glee | B |
| And now though nine and nothing more | I |
| Another little child she bore | I |
| Almost as big as she | B |
| - | |
| No silken cloud from solar harms | J |
| Had she to spread with shifting arms | J |
| She dodged him from the sun | K |
| Mother and sister both in heart | A |
| She did a gracious woman's part | A |
| Life's task even now begun | K |
| - | |
| They came upon a stagnant ditch | L |
| The slippery sloping banks of which | L |
| More varied blossoms line | M |
| Some ragged robins baby spies | N |
| Stretches his hands and crows and cries | N |
| Plain saying They are mine | M |
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| What baby wants that baby has | O |
| A law unalterable as | O |
| The poor shall serve the rich | L |
| They are beyond her reach almost | A |
| She kneels she strains and too engrossed | A |
| Topples into the ditch | L |
| - | |
| Adown the side she slanting rolled | A |
| But her two arms convulsive hold | A |
| The precious baby tight | A |
| She lets herself sublimely go | E |
| And in the ditch's muddy flow | E |
| Stands up in evil plight | A |
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| 'Tis nothing that her feet are wet | A |
| But her new shoes she can't forget | A |
| They cost five shillings bright | A |
| Her petticoat her tippet blue | P |
| Her frock they're smeared with slime like glue | P |
| But baby is all right | A |
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| And baby laughs and baby crows | Q |
| And baby being right she knows | Q |
| That nothing can be wrong | H |
| So with a troubled heart yet stout | A |
| She plans how ever to get out | A |
| With meditation long | H |
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| The high bank's edge is far away | R |
| The slope is steep and made of clay | R |
| And what to do with baby | B |
| For even a monkey up to run | K |
| Would need his four hands every one | K |
| She is perplexed as may be | B |
| - | |
| And all her puzzling is no good | A |
| Blank staring up the side she stood | A |
| Which settling she grew higher | S |
| At last seized with a fresh dismay | R |
| Lest baby's patience should give way | R |
| She plucked her feet from the mire | T |
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| And up and down the ditch not glad | A |
| But patient very did promenade | A |
| Splash splash went her small feet | A |
| And baby thought it rare good fun | K |
| Sucking his bit of pulpy bun | K |
| And smelling meadow sweet | A |
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| But oh the world that she had left | A |
| The meads from her so lately reft | A |
| Poor infant Proserpine | K |
| A fabled land they lay above | U |
| A paradise of sunny love | U |
| In breezy space divine | K |
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| Frequent from neighbouring village green | K |
| Came sounds of laughter faintly keen | K |
| And barks of well known dogs | V |
| While she the hot sun overhead | A |
| Her lonely watery way must tread | A |
| In mud and weeds and frogs | V |
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| Sudden the ditch about her shakes | W |
| Her little heart responsive quakes | W |
| With fear of uncouth woes | Q |
| She lifts her boding eyes perforce | X |
| To see the huge head of a horse | X |
| Go past upon its nose | Q |
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| Then hark what sounds of tearing grass | Y |
| And puffing breath With knobs of brass | Y |
| On horns of frightful size | N |
| A cow's head through the broken hedge | Z |
| Looks awful from the other edge | Z |
| Though mild her pondering eyes | N |
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| The horse the cow are passed and gone | K |
| The sun keeps going on and on | K |
| And still no help comes near | A2 |
| At misery's last oh joy the sound | A |
| Of human footsteps on the ground | A |
| She cried aloud I'm here | B2 |
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| It was a man oh heavenly joy | C2 |
| He looked amazed at girl and boy | C2 |
| And reached his hand so strong | H |
| Give me the child he said but no | K |
| Care would not let the burden go | K |
| Which Love had borne so long | H |
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| Smiling he kneels with outstretched hands | D2 |
| And them unparted safely lands | D2 |
| In the upper world again | K |
| Her low thanks feebly murmured she | B |
| Drags her legs homeward painfully | B |
| Poor wet one chickened hen | K |
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| Arrived at length Lo scarce a speck | E2 |
| Was on the child from heel to neck | E2 |
| Though she was sorely mired | A |
| No tear confessed the long drawn rack | F2 |
| Till her mother took the baby back | F2 |
| And the she cried I'm tired | A |
| - | |
| And intermixed with sobbing wail | G2 |
| She told her mother all the tale | G2 |
| Her wet cheeks in a glow | K |
| But mother mother though I fell | H2 |
| I kept the baby pretty well | H2 |
| I did not let him go | K |
George Macdonald
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