The Treasure Box Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGBHIJKLMN CLLOLPQR SRLLTLUVW LBXLYLLLLLLLWWLZ WWWA2WW| I asked Aunt Persis yester eve as twilight fell | A |
| If she had things of value hidden safe away | B |
| Treasures that were her very own And did she love | C |
| To bring them forth and feast her eyes upon their worth | D |
| And finger them with all a miser's greed of touch | E |
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| She smiled that slow warm smile of hers and drew me down | F |
| Beside her in the inglenook The rain beat hard | G |
| Against the panes without the world was doubly gray | B |
| With twilight and with cloud The room was full of shade | H |
| Till Persis stirred the slumbering grate fire wide awake | I |
| And made it send its flickering shafts of light into | J |
| Each corner dim gay shafts that chased the shadows forth | K |
| And took their place then stole away and let | L |
| The shadow back and then gave chase again | M |
| The maddest and the stillest game | N |
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| To music of | C |
| The raindrops on the pane and wind that softly shrilled | L |
| About the eaves the treasure box was opened wide | L |
| And its contents exposed to the rude gaze of one | O |
| Too young too worldly wise to know their value great | L |
| I thought to see pearls corals quaint old fashioned gems | P |
| Or lace like gossamer creamed by the hand of time | Q |
| Real treasures worthy of the hoarding | R |
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| Lo I saw | S |
| A leather covered book a worn and musty thing | R |
| With ragged leaves and many marks What is it I asked | L |
| To me it looks the school book that some stupid child | L |
| Has learned its lesson from | T |
| And so it is she smiled My father's testament | L |
| And at his knee I conned the Golden Rule and all | U |
| The wondrous truths that teach us how to live 'Tis dear | V |
| To me you may suppose | W |
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| A knot of ribbon that | L |
| Had once been blue a braid of dark brown hair a spray | B |
| Of lily o' the valley withered sere yet holding still a breath | X |
| Of sweetness indescribable some letters tied | L |
| With silk a broken fan some verses scribbled on | Y |
| A yellow page a baby's shoe more letters and | L |
| What think you friend A string of amber beads without | L |
| A trace of value beads of glass strung on a bit | L |
| Of twine Aunt Persis took them in her hand and let | L |
| The firelight play on them My grandmother's first gift | L |
| She said and slipped them round her neck I love them best | L |
| Of all my ornaments each amber bead holds fast | L |
| A joy caught in the childhood days of pleasantness | W |
| And when I sit here with the sparkling things held close | W |
| The joys they gathered long ago slip from them to | L |
| My heart and ere I know I am a child once more | Z |
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| Treasures Nay dear one in your clear young eyes I see | W |
| The disappointment grow no treasures these you say | W |
| These faded things and poor these musty ragged things | W |
| But some day in the gloaming of your life you'll ope | A2 |
| Your treasure box and find a hoard of just such things | W |
| As these a few rare trifles wrapped in memories | W |
Jean Blewett
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