Tobogganing Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCCCAAABB DEFDEECCAAGGGEEH AIAIAEEEIIAA JJKLLKKMCCCCMAANKAAOh the rare exhilaration | A |
Oh the novel delectation | A |
Of a ride down the slide | B |
Packed like ice in zero weather | C |
Pleasure seekers close together | C |
On a board as thin as wafer | C |
Barely wider scarcely safer | C |
At the height of recreation | A |
Find a glorious inspiration | A |
Ere the speedy termination | A |
In the snowy meadow wide | B |
Sloping to the river's side | B |
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Oh such quakers we begin it | D |
Timorous of the icy route | E |
But to learn in half a minute | F |
What felicity is in it | D |
As we shoot down the chute | E |
Smothered in toboggan suit | E |
Redingote or roquelaure | C |
Buttoned up and down before | C |
Mittens cap and moccasin | A |
Just the garb to revel in | A |
So the signal given lo | G |
Over solid ice and snow | G |
Down the narrow gauge we go | G |
Swifter than a bird o'erhead | E |
Swifter than an arrow sped | E |
From the staunchest strongest bow | H |
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Oh it beats all Copenhagen | A |
Silly lovers' paradise | I |
Like the frozen Androscoggin | A |
Slippery and smooth and nice | I |
Is the track of the toboggan | A |
And there's nothing cheap about it | E |
Everything is steep about it | E |
The insolvent weep about it | E |
For the biggest thing on ice | I |
Is its tip top price | I |
But were this three times the money | A |
Then the game were thrice as funny | A |
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Ye who dwell in latitudes | J |
Where the blizzard ne'er intrudes | J |
And the water seldom freezes | K |
Ye of balmy Southern regions | L |
Alabama's languid legions | L |
From the hot blast of your breezes | K |
Where the verdure of the trees is | K |
Limp and loose and pitiful | M |
Come up here where branches bare | C |
Stand like spikes in frosty air | C |
Come up here where arctic rigor | C |
Shall restore your bloom and vigor | C |
Making life enjoyable | M |
Come and take a jog on | A |
The unparalleled toboggan | A |
Such the zest that he who misses | N |
Never knows what perfect bliss is | K |
So the sport the day's sensation | A |
Thrills and recreates creation | A |
Hattie Howard
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