To Young E. Allison - Bookman Poem Rhyme Scheme

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The bookman he's a humming bird	A
His feasts are honey fine	B
With hi hilloo	C
And clover dew	D
And roses lush and rare	E
Hiss roses are the phrase and word	A
Of olden tomes divine	B
With hi and ho	F
And pinks ablow	C
And posies everywhere	E
The Bookman he's a humming bird	A
He steals from song to song	G
He scents the ripest blooming rhyme	H
And takes his heart along	G
And sacks all sweets of bursting verse	I
And ballads throng on throng	G
With ho and hey	J
And brook and brae	J
And brinks of shade and shine	B
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A humming bird the Bookman is	K
Though cumbrous gray and grim	L
With hi hilloo	C
And honey dew	D
And odors musty rare	E
He bends him o'er that page of his	K
As o'er the rose's rim	L
With hi and ho	F
And pinks aglow	F
And roses everywhere	E
Ay he's the featest humming bird	A
On airiest of wings	M
He poises pendent o'er the poem	N
That blossoms as it sings	M
God friend him as he dips his beak	O
In such delicious things	M
With ho and hey	J
And world away	J
And only dreams for him	L
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O friends of mine whose kindly words come to me	P
Voiced only in lost lisps of ink and pen	Q
If I had power to tell the good you do me	P
And how the blood you warm goes laughing through me	P
My tongue would babble baby talk again	Q
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And I would toddle round the world to meet you	D
Fall at your feet and clamber to your knees	R
And with glad happy hands would reach and greet you	D
And twine my arms about you and entreat you	D
For leave to weave a thousand rhymes like these	R
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A thousand rhymes enwrought of nought but presses	S
Of cherry lip and apple cheek and chin	T
And pats of honeyed palms and rare caresses	K
And all the sweets of which as Fancy guesses	S
She folds away her wings and swoons therein	T

James Whitcomb Riley

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