The Pathos Of Applause Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFFGHHFF IIFFJJ KL FFHHMMHThe greeting of the company throughout | A |
Was like a jubilee the children's shout | A |
And fusillading hand claps with great guns | B |
And detonations of the older ones | B |
Raged to such tumult of tempestuous joy | C |
It even more alarmed than pleased the boy | C |
Till with a sudden twitching lip he slid | D |
Down to the floor and dodged across and hid | D |
His face against his mother as she raised | E |
Him to the shelter of her heart and praised | E |
His story in low whisperings and smoothed | F |
The 'amber colored hair ' and kissed and soothed | F |
And lulled him back to sweet tranquillity | F |
'And 'ats a sign 'at you're the Ma fer me ' | G |
He lisped with gurgling ecstasy and drew | H |
Her closer with shut eyes and feeling too | H |
If he could only purr now like a cat | F |
He would undoubtedly be doing that | F |
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'And now' the serious host said lifting there | I |
A hand entreating silence 'now aware | I |
Of the good promise of our Traveler guest | F |
To add some story with and for the rest | F |
I think I favor you and him as well | J |
Asking a story I have heard him tell | J |
And know its truth in each minute detail ' | - |
Then leaning on his guest's chair with a hale | K |
Hand pat by way of full indorsement he | L |
Said 'Yes the Free Slave story certainly ' | - |
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The old man with his waddy notebook out | F |
And glittering spectacles glanced round about | F |
The expectant circle and still firmer drew | H |
His hat on with a nervous cough or two | H |
And save at times the big hard words and tone | M |
Of gathering passion all the speaker's own | M |
The tale that set each childish heart astir | H |
Was thus told by 'The Noted Traveler ' | - |
James Whitcomb Riley
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