At Last Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEF GHIH JKJKEE LMLMNN OP Q| A dark tempestuous night the stars shut in | A |
| With shrouds of fog an inky jet black blot | B |
| The firmament and where the moon has been | A |
| An hour agone seems like the darkest spot | B |
| The weird wind furious at its demon game | C |
| Rattles one's fancy like a window frame | C |
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| A care worn face peers out into the dark | D |
| And childish faces frightened at the gloom | E |
| Grow awed and vacant as they turn to mark | D |
| The father's as he passes through the room | E |
| The gate latch clatters and wee baby Bess | F |
| Whispers 'The doctor's tummin' now I dess ' | - |
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| The father turns a sharp swift flash of pain | G |
| Flits o'er his face 'Amanda child I said | H |
| A moment since I see I must AGAIN | I |
| Go take your little sisters off to bed | H |
| There Effie Rose and CLARA MUSTN'T CRY ' | - |
| 'I tan't he'p it I'm fyaid 'at mama'll die ' | - |
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| What are his feelings when this man alone | J |
| Sits in the silence glaring in the grate | K |
| That sobs and sighs on in an undertone | J |
| As stoical immovable as Fate | K |
| While muffled voices from the sick one's room | E |
| Come in like heralds of a dreaded doom | E |
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| The door latch jingles in the doorway stands | L |
| The doctor while the draft puffs in a breath | M |
| The dead coals leap to life and clap their hands | L |
| The flames flash up A face as pale as death | M |
| Turns slowly teeth tight clenched and with a look | N |
| The doctor through his specs reads like a book | N |
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| 'Come brace up Major ' 'Let me know the worst ' | - |
| 'W'y you're the biggest fool I ever saw | O |
| Here Major take a little brandy first | P |
| There She's a BOY I mean HE is hurrah ' | - |
| 'Wake up the other girls and shout for joy | Q |
| Eureka is his name I've found A BOY ' | - |
James Whitcomb Riley
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