Thomas Bailey Aldrich Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDCD EFEF FDFD GHGI JDJD KDKD L A M NOONNOON PQPQPQ| I | A |
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| BIRTHDAY VERSES | B |
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| Dear Aldrich now November's mellow days | C |
| Have brought another Festa round to you | D |
| You can't refuse a loving cup of praise | C |
| From friends the fleeting years have bound to you | D |
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| Here come your Marjorie Daw your dear Bad Boy | E |
| Prudence and Judith the Bethulian | F |
| And many more to wish you birthday joy | E |
| And sunny hours and sky caerulean | F |
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| Your children all they hurry to your den | F |
| With wreaths of honour they have won for you | D |
| To merry make your threescore years and ten | F |
| You old Why life has just begun for you | D |
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| There's many a reader whom your silver songs | G |
| And crystal stories cheer in loneliness | H |
| What though the newer writers come in throngs | G |
| You're sure to keep your charm of only ness | I |
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| You do your work with careful loving touch | J |
| An artist to the very core of you | D |
| You know the magic spell of not too much | J |
| We read and wish that there was more of you | D |
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| And more there is for while we love your books | K |
| Because their subtle skill is part of you | D |
| We love you better for our friendship looks | K |
| Behind them to the human heart of you | D |
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| November | L |
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| II | A |
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| MEMORIAL SONNET | M |
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| THIS is the house where little Aldrich read | N |
| The early pages of Life's wonder book | O |
| With boyish pleasure in this ingle nook | O |
| He watched the drift wood fire of Fancy spread | N |
| Bright colours on the pictures blue and red | N |
| Boy like he skipped the longer words and took | O |
| His happy way with searching dreamful look | O |
| Among the deeper things more simply said | N |
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| Then came his turn to write and still the flame | P |
| Of Fancy played through all the tales he told | Q |
| And still he won the laurelled poet's fame | P |
| With simple words wrought into rhymes of gold | Q |
| Look here's the face to which this house is frame | P |
| A man too wise to let his heart grow old | Q |
Henry Van Dyke
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