Here Is The Little Door Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD AAEECCFGF

Here is the little door lift up the latch oh liftA
We need not wander more but enter with our giftA
Our gift of finest goldB
Gold that was never bought nor soldB
Myrrh to be strewn about his bedC
Incense in clouds about his headC
All for the Child who stirs not in his sleepD
But holy slumber holds with ass and sheepD
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Bend low about his bed for each he has a giftA
See how his eyes awake lift up your hands O liftA
For gold he gives a keen edged swordE
Defend with it Thy little LordE
For incense smoke of battle redC
Myrrh for the honoured happy deadC
Gifts for his children terrible and sweetF
Touched by such tiny hands andG
Oh such tiny feetF

Gilbert Keith Chesterton



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