Grand'ther Baldwin's Thanksgiving Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AA BB CD EE FF GG HH II JJ KK LL EE FF GG HH II JJ KK LL DD MM NN OO PP QQ RS TT PP PP UU NN EE PK JJ DD VV

Underneath protected branches from the highway just aloofA
Stands the house of Grand'ther Baldwin with its gently sloping roofA
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Square of shape and solid timbered it was standing I have heardB
In the days of Whig and Tory under royal George the ThirdB
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Many a time I well remember I have gazed with Childish aweC
At the bullet hole remaining in the sturdy oaken doorD
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Turning round half apprehensive recking not how time had fledE
Of the lurking savage foeman from whose musket it was spedE
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Not far off the barn plethoric with the autumn's harvest spoilsF
Holds the farmer's well earned trophies the guerdon of his toilsF
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Filled the lofts with hay sweet scented ravished from the meadows greenG
While beneath are stalled the cattle with their quiet drowsy mienG
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Deep and spacious are the grain bins brimming o'er with nature's goldH
Here are piles of yellow pumpkins on the barn floor loosely rolledH
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Just below in deep recesses safe from wintry frost chillI
There are heaps of ruddy apples from the orchard the hillI
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Many a year has Grand'ther Baldwin in the old house dwelt in peaceJ
As his hair each year grew whiter he has seen his herds increaseJ
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Sturdy sons and comely daughters growing up from childish playsK
One by one have met life's duties and gone forth their several waysK
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Hushed the voice of childish laughter hushed is childhood's merry toneL
the fireside Grand'ther Baldwin and his good wife sit aloneL
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Turning round half apprehensive recking not how time had fledE
Of the lurking savage foeman from whose musket it was spedE
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Not far off the barn plethoric with the autumn harvest spoilsF
Holds the farmer's well earned trophies the guerdon of his toilsF
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Filled the lofts with hay sweet scented ravished from the meadows greenG
While beneath are stalled the cattle with their quiet drowsy mienG
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Deep and spacious are the grain bins brimming o'er with nature's goldH
Here are piles of yellow pumpkins on the barn floor loosely rolledH
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Just below in deep recesses safe from wintry frost and chillI
There are heaps of ruddy apples from the orchard on the hillI
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Many a year has Grand'ther Baldwin in the old house dwelt in peaceJ
As his hair each year grew whiter he has seen his herds increaseJ
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Sturdy sons and comely daughters growing up from childish playsK
One by one have met life's duties and gone forth their several waysK
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Hushed the voice of childish laughter hushed is childhood's merry toneL
By the fireside Grand'ther Baldwin and his good wife sit aloneL
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Yet once within the twelvemonth when the days are short and drearD
And chill winds chant the requiem of the slowly fading yearD
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When the autumn work is over and the harvest gathered inM
Once again the old house echoes to a long unwonted dinM
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Logs of hickory blaze and crackle in the fireplace huge anti highN
Curling wreaths of smoke mount upward to the gray November skyN
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Ruddy lads and smiling lasses just let loose from schooldom's caresO
Patter patter race and clatter up and down the great hall stairsO
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All the boys shall hold high revel all the girls shall have their wayP
That's the law at Grand'ther Baldwin's upon each Thanksgiving DayP
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From from the parlor's sacred precincts hark a madder uproar yetQ
Roguish Charlie's playing stage coach and the stage coach has upsetQ
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Joe black eyed and laughter loving Grand'ther's specs his nose acrossR
Gravely winks at brother Willie who is gayly playing horseS
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Grandma's face is fairly radiant Grand'ther knows not how to frownT
though the children in their frolic turn the old house upside downT
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For the boys may hold high revel and the girls must have their wayP
That's the law at Grand'ther Baldwin's upon each Thanksgiving DayP
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But the dinner ah the dinner words are feeble to portrayP
What a culinary triumph is achieved Thanksgiving DayP
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Fairly groans the board with dainties but the turkey rules the roastU
Aldermanic at the outset at the last a fleshless ghostU
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Then the richness of the pudding and the flavor of the pieN
When you've dined at Grandma Baldwin's you will know as well as IN
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When at length the feast was ended Grand'ther Baldwin bent his headE
And amid the solemn silence with a reverent voice he saidE
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Now unto God the Gracious One we thanks and homage payP
Who guardeth us and guideth us and loveth us alwaysK
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He scatters blessings in our paths He giveth us increaseJ
He crowns us with His kindnesses and granteth us His peaceJ
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Unto himself our wandering feet we pray that He may drawD
And may we strive with faithful hearts to keep His holy lawD
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His simple words in silence died a moment's hush And thenV
From all the listening hearts there rose a solemn voiced AmenV

Horatio Alger, Jr.



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