The Mistletoe Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBAACDEEEEAAA AAFFAAFFDDEE DDBBBBBBGGGGBBGGDDDD BBAA AAHHAADDAA DDDDAADDDDIIAA BBDDEEDDDDDD

Kiss me there now little NeddyA
Do you see her staring steadyA
There again you had a chance of herB
Didn't you catch the pretty glance of herB
See her nest On any planetA
Never was a sweeter than itA
Never nest was such as this isC
Tis the nest of all the kissesD
With the mother kiss bird sittingE
All through Christmas never flittingE
Kisses kisses kisses hatchingE
Sweetest birdies for the catchingE
Oh the precious little broodA
Always in a loving moodA
There's one under Mamy's hoodA
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There that's one I caught this minuteA
Musical as any linnetA
Where it is your big eyes questionF
With of doubt a wee suggestionF
There it is upon mouth merryA
There it is upon cheek cherryA
There's another on chin chinnieF
Now it's off and lights on MinnieF
There's another on nose noseyD
There's another on lip rosyD
And the kissy bird is hatchingE
Hundreds more for only catchingE
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Why the mistletoe she choosesD
And the Christmas tree refusesD
There's a puzzle for your motherB
I'll present you with anotherB
Tell me why you question askerB
Cruel heartless mother taskerB
Why of all the trees before herB
Gathered round or spreading o'er herB
Jenny Wren should choose the appleG
For her nursery and chapelG
Or Jack Daw build in the steepleG
High above the praying peopleG
Tell me why the limping ploverB
O'er moist meadow likes to hoverB
Why the partridge with such troubleG
Builds her nest where soon the stubbleG
Will betray her hop thumb cheepersD
To the eyes of all the reapersD
Tell me Charley tell me JaneyD
Answer all or answer anyD
And I'll tell you with much pleasureB
Why this little bird of treasureB
Nestles only in the mistletoeA
Never never goes the thistle toA
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Not an answer Tell without itA
Yes all that I know about itA
Mistletoe then cannot flourishH
Cannot find the food to nourishH
But on other plant when plantedA
And for kissing two are wantedA
That is why the kissy birdieD
Looks about for oak tree sturdyD
And the plant that grows upon itA
Like a wax flower on a bonnetA
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But my blessed little mannieD
All the birdies are not cannieD
That the kissy birdie hatchesD
Some are worthless little patchesD
Which indeed if they don't smutch youA
'Tis they're dead before they touch youA
While for kisses vain and greedyD
Kisses flattering kisses needyD
They are birds that never waddledD
Out of eggs that only addledD
Some there are leave spots behind themI
On your cheek for years you'd find themI
Little ones I do beseech youA
Never let such birdies reach youA
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It depends what net you ventureB
What the sort of bird will enterB
I will tell you in a minuteD
What net takes kiss lark or linnetD
Any bird indeed worth hatchingE
And just therefore worth the catchingE
The one net that never missesD
Catching at least some true kissesD
Is the heart that loving trulyD
Always loves the old love newlyD
But to spread out would undo itD
Let the birdies fly into itD

George Macdonald



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