For A Child Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CCDDDD EEDFDFGFHHIJJDDD DDKDDKLLMNNMKMDDD MOOKPKQPRQSRSTTKKUUS DDSDDD DDDDDSDDSSKD DVVSSDDD WKWKWKSSKPDDPDDD SXSXDDYYYDPDPNCNCPPS SZZDDDDDA2DDA2B2B2MM C2C2ZZPPDDD DDA2DDA2B2B2MMC2C2ZZ PZPDDD| E H M | A |
| Nov th Feb th | B |
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| Still he lies | C |
| Pale wan and strangely wise | C |
| Under the white coverlet | D |
| He lies here sleeping yet | D |
| Though it is day | D |
| Though through the window flares the gaudy day | D |
| - | |
| With red red roses strewn | E |
| Little red roses smelling sweet of June | E |
| He sleeps the winter dawn away | D |
| The pink and gilded valentines are there | F |
| He fingered yesterday | D |
| The toy beasts guard him unaware | F |
| Jumbo the elephant and Watch the dog | G |
| And Strawberry the big brown furry bear | F |
| The three he kept with him | H |
| Who always slept with him | H |
| Sleep not but stare like shore lights in a fog | I |
| All is the same | J |
| Table and chairs the picture in its frame | J |
| The books with covers gay | D |
| And now the day | D |
| There through the window flares the gaudy day | D |
| - | |
| Would it were night since in my heart is night | D |
| Softly caressing blinding deadening night | D |
| That won him from me Would that we we two | K |
| Wound close together soft in folds of white | D |
| Were buried deep in darkness From the night | D |
| Love called him years ago from the dim blue | K |
| Of shadow souls that throng about the earth | L |
| Waiting for birth | L |
| And when the moons were run | M |
| Through blackest night the windy night of pain | N |
| We rose we twain | N |
| Into the path of the sun | M |
| And saw God pass to light the world anew | K |
| Now all is done | M |
| The torch is burned away | D |
| Yet it is day | D |
| Now through the window flares the gaudy day | D |
| - | |
| Did you speak little one | M |
| At your locked lips I listen evermore | O |
| Say do you play upon the starry floor | O |
| And pluck the anemone and asphodel | K |
| In happy groves a happy child forever | P |
| Will you not tell | K |
| Or in some spirit world melodious clear | Q |
| Where life at truce with death shall perish never | P |
| There in high union with harmonious powers | R |
| Will your fair soul to perfect stature rear | Q |
| And wisdom of a man And will you be | S |
| God's hero riding out the sun long hours | R |
| To bear to captive stars their liberty | S |
| Or in the heaven of heavens | T |
| Ringed round with seraphim by threes and sevens | T |
| Wrapt deep in holiness intolerable | K |
| Will you the glory of God in raptures tell | K |
| Of praise praise joy and praise | U |
| Through the unending days | U |
| My little one will you not speak to me | S |
| To me who ever heard | D |
| Your softest baby word | D |
| Will you tell nothing nothing Can you be | S |
| Forgetful now and shut your eyes away | D |
| Now it is day | D |
| Now through the window flares the gaudy day | D |
| - | |
| Me ignorant and impotent and blind | D |
| I look before and after and unwind | D |
| Intricate webs of thought | D |
| By saints and sages wrought | D |
| Only to weave a vapor of the mind | D |
| Here between you and me | S |
| All weariness except that on my breast | D |
| Your warm and rosy flesh could softly rest | D |
| And now my dazed eyes see | S |
| Tricked out in mockery | S |
| A heap of ashes marbled with your smile | K |
| Almost I hear the patter of little feet | D |
| - | |
| Your dancing hours repeat | D |
| Almost I hear | V |
| Your twitter of laughter at my ear | V |
| And suddenly feel soft arms around me | S |
| As though love crowned me | S |
| Dreams of the night softly they flit away | D |
| For it is day | D |
| Now through the window flares the gaudy day | D |
| - | |
| Alone alone | W |
| Smiling you dare set forth quick to the call | K |
| Out of my arms into that far unknown | W |
| Swiftly you run nor seem to fear at all | K |
| Don't you know we are one yes bone of bone | W |
| Flesh of my flesh soul of my very soul | K |
| Whither thou goest I must go or be | S |
| A coward thing ever at war with thee | S |
| Laggard and lost while thou art at the goal | K |
| Ah leave me not now at the sunrise hour | P |
| Pause but to take my hand | D |
| And give the high indomitable command | D |
| And I will mount with thee the topmost tower | P |
| Show me the way | D |
| Now it is day | D |
| Now through the window flares the gaudy day | D |
| - | |
| Ah dost thou rise before me | S |
| Braver than I to meet the intrepid morn | X |
| Dost thou implore me | S |
| To shut thy silent shadow house forlorn | X |
| And turn me from its locked and leaden gate | D |
| With heart elate | D |
| Oh shall I don my jewelled robe and so | Y |
| With flourish of flutes and banners all aglow | Y |
| Forth to the triumph go | Y |
| The hills are hung with purple mist | D |
| Beyond thy sepulchre | P |
| There death and life have newly kissed | D |
| For thou art early astir | P |
| There wedded now who once were twain | N |
| From truth to truth they rise | C |
| And thou shalt lead me in their train | N |
| And teach me to be wise | C |
| Not far not far | P |
| I follow where thy footsteps are | P |
| And take from thee | S |
| The cup of immortality | S |
| Here in my little place | Z |
| My little house of time and space | Z |
| Why should I stay | D |
| Now it is day | D |
| Now through the window flares the day the day | D |
| In crimson and gold arrayed | D |
| Royal and unafraid | D |
| It comes as for the bridal of a queen | A2 |
| And far before its feet | D |
| The dawn on pinions fleet | D |
| Spreads wide the path of life with joy serene | A2 |
| Beautiful art thou beautiful and brave | B2 |
| In vain they dig thy grave | B2 |
| Thy soul in glory moves the foremost one | M |
| To scale the sun | M |
| And now and now | C2 |
| I kiss thy tranquil brow | C2 |
| And go apace | Z |
| Out in the light to find thy dwelling place | Z |
| Now we are bound no more | P |
| Beyond the farthest shore | P |
| And never stray | D |
| For it is day | D |
| Now through the darkness flares the day the day | D |
| - | |
| In crimson and gold arrayed | D |
| Royal and unafraid | D |
| It comes as for the bridal of a queen | A2 |
| And far before its feet | D |
| The dawn on pinions fleet | D |
| Spreads wide the path of life with joy serene | A2 |
| Beautiful art thou beautiful and brave | B2 |
| In vain they dig thy grave | B2 |
| Thy soul in glory moves the foremost one | M |
| Toscale the sun | M |
| And now and now | C2 |
| I kiss thy tranquil brow | C2 |
| And go apace | Z |
| Out in the light to find thy dwelling place | Z |
| Now we are bound no more | P |
| I follow thee beyond the rim of space | Z |
| Beyond the farthest shore | P |
| And never stray | D |
| Fir it is day | D |
| Now through the darkness flares the day the day | D |
Harriet Monroe
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