A Mother's Wail Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE AFGHI AJKDL MNOPQ JRSTU VWMXY AZFA2B2 C2D2FE2F2G2 H2EI2J2K2 L2M2N2EO2| My babe my tiny babe my only babe | A |
| My single rose bud in a crown of thorns | B |
| My lamp that in that narrow hut of life | C |
| Whence I looked forth upon a night of storm | D |
| Burned with the lustre of the moon and stars | E |
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| My babe my tiny babe my only babe | A |
| Behold the bud is gone the thorns remain | F |
| My lamp hath fallen from its niche ah me | G |
| Earth drinks the fragrant flame and I am left | H |
| Forever and forever in the dark | I |
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| My babe my babe my own and only babe | A |
| Where art thou now If somewhere in the sky | J |
| An angel hold thee in his radiant arms | K |
| I challenge him to clasp thy tender form | D |
| With half the fervor of a mother's love | L |
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| Forgive me Lord forgive my reckless grief | M |
| Forgive me that this rebel selfish heart | N |
| Would almost make me jealous for my child | O |
| Though thy own lap enthroned him Lord thou hast | P |
| So many such I have ah had but one | Q |
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| O yet once more my babe to hear thy cry | J |
| O yet once more my babe to see thy smile | R |
| O yet once more to feel against my breast | S |
| Those cool soft hands that warm wet eager mouth | T |
| With the sweet sharpness of its budding pearls | U |
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| But it must never never more be mine | V |
| To mark the growing meaning in thine eyes | W |
| To watch thy soul unfolding leaf by leaf | M |
| Or catch with ever fresh surprise and joy | X |
| Thy dawning recognitions of the world | Y |
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| Three different shadows of thyself my babe | A |
| Change with each other while I weep The first | Z |
| The sweetest yet the not least fraught with pain | F |
| Clings like my living boy around my neck | A2 |
| Or purrs and murmurs softly at my feet | B2 |
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| Another is a little mound of earth | C2 |
| That comes the oftenest darling In my dreams | D2 |
| I see it beaten by the midnight rain | F |
| Or chilled beneath the moon Ah what a couch | E2 |
| For that which I have shielded from a breath | F2 |
| That would not stir the violets on thy grave | G2 |
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| The third my precious babe the third O Lord | H2 |
| Is a fair cherub face beyond the stars | E |
| Wearing the roses of a mystic bliss | I2 |
| Yet sometimes not unsaddened by a glance | J2 |
| Turned earthward on a mother in her woe | K2 |
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| This is the vision Lord that I would keep | L2 |
| Before me always But alas as yet | M2 |
| It is the dimmest and the rarest too | N2 |
| O touch my sight or break the cloudy bars | E |
| That hide it lest I madden where I kneel | O2 |
Henry Timrod
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