Never Had A Chance Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDEFGH IIJKKJ JJKLLK JJJMMJ NNOJJP QQRSST KKUJJV WXJJJJ| Fresh from piano school and books | A |
| A happy girl with rosy looks | A |
| Young Plowman wooed and won despite | B |
| Her pretty pouting prejudice | C |
| Her deep distaste for rural bliss | C |
| Or countryfied delight | B |
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| Romance through all her nature ran | D |
| Indeed to wed a husband man | D |
| Suffused her ardent maiden thought | E |
| But lofty fancy dwelt upon | F |
| A new Queen Anne a terraced lawn | G |
| A city's corner lot | H |
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| Her lily fingers that so well | I |
| Could paint a scene in aquarelle | I |
| Or broider plush with leaves and vines | J |
| No more of real labor knew | K |
| Than waxen petals of the dew | K |
| On native eglantines | J |
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| Anon with lapse of tender ways | J |
| That emphasized the courting days | J |
| The housewife in her apron blue | K |
| As mistress of her new abode | L |
| By frequent lachrymations showed | L |
| Her grief and blunders too | K |
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| The butter making bread and cheese | J |
| The old folks difficult to please | J |
| The harvest hands voracious bears | J |
| The infantry a parent's pride | M |
| By duos proudly classified | M |
| So multiplied her cares | J |
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| The treadmill round of duties that | N |
| Makes any life inane and flat | N |
| Without diversion sandwiched in | O |
| The drudgery the overplus | J |
| Of toil and trouble arduous | J |
| Were rugged discipline | P |
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| What time for books and music when | Q |
| The lambs were bleating in their pen | Q |
| The chickens peeping at the door | R |
| The rodent gnawing at the churn | S |
| The buckwheat wafers crisped to burn | S |
| The kettle boiling o'er | T |
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| To hers so far between and few | K |
| What resting spells the farmer knew | K |
| What intervals for culture and | U |
| When intellect assumed the race | J |
| He peerless held the foremost place | J |
| No nobler in the land | V |
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| By virtue of exalted rank | W |
| The brilliant senator from | X |
| Adorns society's expanse | J |
| While by his side with folded hands | J |
| Her beauty gone the woman stands | J |
| Who never had a chance | J |
Hattie Howard
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