Friday Afternoon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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To William Morris PiersonA
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Of the wealth of facts and fanciesC
That our memories may recallD
The old school day romancesE
Are the dearest after allD
When some sweet thought revisesE
The half forgotten tuneF
That opened 'Exercises'E
On 'Friday Afternoon '-
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We seem to hear the clickingG
Of the pencil and the penH
And the solemn ceaseless tickingG
Of the timepiece ticking thenH
And we note the watchful masterI
As he waves the warning rodJ
With our own heart beating fasterI
Than the boy's who threw the wadJ
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Some little hand upliftedK
And the creaking of a shoeL
A problem left unsiftedK
For the teacher's hand to doK
The murmured hum of learningG
And the flutter of a bookM
The smell of something burningG
And the school's inquiring lookM
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The bashful boy in blushesE
And the girl with glancing eyesE
Who hides her smiles and hushesE
The laugh about to riseE
Then with a quick inventionA
Assumes a serious faceE
To meet the words 'AttentionA
Every scholar in his place '-
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The opening song pageN
Ah dear old 'Golden Wreath '-
You willed your sweets in plentyK
And some who look beneathO
The leaves of Time will lingerI
And loving tears will startK
As Fancy trails her fingerI
O'er the index of the heartK
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'Good News from Home' We hear itK
Welling tremulous yet clearP
And holy as the spiritK
Of the song we used to hearQ
'Good news for me' A throbbingG
And an aching melodyK
'Has come across the' sobbingG
Yea and salty 'dark blue sea '-
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Or the paean 'Scotland's burning '-
With its mighty surge and swellR
Of chorus still returningG
To its universal yellR
Till we're almost glad to drop toK
Something sad and full of painA
And 'Skip verse three ' and stop tooK
Ere our hearts are broke againA
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Then 'the big girls'' compositionsE
With their doubt and hope and glowS
Of heart and face conditionsE
Of 'the big boys' even soS
When themes of 'Spring ' and 'Summer'Q
And of 'Fall ' and 'Winter time'T
Droop our heads and hold us dumberQ
Than the sleigh bell's fancied chimeT
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Elocutionary scienceE
Still in changeless infancyK
With its 'Cataline's Defiance '-
And 'The Banner of the Free'Q
Or lured from Grandma's atticU
A ramshackle 'rocker' thereQ
Adds a skreek of the dramaticU
To the poet's 'Old Arm Chair '-
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Or the 'Speech of Logan' shifts usE
From the pathos to the fireQ
And Tell with Gessler lifts usE
Many noble notches higherQ
Till a youngster far from sunnyK
With sad eyes of watery blueK
Winds up with something 'funny '-
Like 'Cock a doodle do '-
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Then a dialogue selectedK
For its realistic worthV
The Cruel Boy detectedK
With a turtle turned to earthV
Back downward and in pleadingG
The Good Boy strangely gayW
At such a sad proceedingG
Says 'Turn him over pray '-
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So the exercises taperQ
Through gradations of delightK
To the reading of 'The Paper '-
Which is entertaining quiteK
For it goes ahead and mentionsE
'If a certain Mr OS
Has serious intentionsE
That he ought to tell her so '-
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It also 'Asks permissionA
To intimate to 'John'A
The dubious conditionA
Of the ground he's standing on'A
And dropping the suggestionA
To 'mind what he's about '-
It stuns him with the questionA
'Does his mother know he's out '-
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And among the contributionsE
To this 'Academic Press'E
Are 'Versified Effusions'E
By 'Our lady editress'E
Which fact is proudly statedK
By the CHIEF of the concernA
'Though the verse communicatedK
Bears the pen name 'Fanny Fern ' '-
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When all has been recitedK
And the teacher's bell is heardK
And visitors invitedK
Have dropped a kindly wordK
A hush of holy feelingG
Falls down upon us thereQ
As though the day were kneelingG
With the twilight for the prayerQ
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Midst the wealth of facts and fanciesE
That our memories may recallD
Thus the old school day romancesE
Are the dearest after allD
When some sweet thought revisesE
The half forgotten tuneA
That opened 'Exercises '-
On 'Friday Afternoon '-

James Whitcomb Riley



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