The Brook-song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABACCC DEFGHIJI KKLKMMM GGKGNNN OOPOGGG| Little brook Little brook | A |
| You have such a happy look | A |
| Such a very merry manner as you swerve and | B |
| curve and crook | A |
| And your ripples one and one | C |
| Reach each other's hands and run | C |
| Like laughing little children in the sun | C |
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| Little brook sing to me | D |
| Sing about a bumblebee | E |
| That tumbled from a lily bell and grumbled | F |
| mumblingly | G |
| Because he wet the film | H |
| Of his wings and had to swim | I |
| While the water bugs raced round and laughed | J |
| at him | I |
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| Little brook sing a song | K |
| Of a leaf that sailed along | K |
| Down the golden braided center of your current | L |
| swift and strong | K |
| And a dragon fly that lit | M |
| On the tilting rim of it | M |
| And rode away and wasn't scared a bit | M |
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| And sing how oft in glee | G |
| Came a truant boy like me | G |
| Who loved to lean and listen to your lilting | K |
| melody | G |
| Till the gurgle and refrain | N |
| Of your music in his brain | N |
| Wrought a happiness as keen to him as pain | N |
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| Little brook laugh and leap | O |
| Do not let the dreamer weep | O |
| Sing him all the songs of summer till he sink in | P |
| softest sleep | O |
| And then sing soft and low | G |
| Through his dreams of long ago | G |
| Sing back to him the rest he used to know | G |
James Whitcomb Riley
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Anne Steirer: I’ve enjoyed this poem since I was a little girl a very long time ago. My Mom made up a tune for it, so we sang it a lot. So happy to have the poem as I misplaced my Riley Farm Rhymes book. Thank you so much!!
nick p: The meaning of the prefix "im-" helps the reader know that the word "imperfect" means
happy not happy: it is like.i don't even understand nothing like wow
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