The Cradle Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE BBFFGGHHIIJJ KKLLMMNNOOPP QQRRMMNN SSTTNNNNNNUUDDMMVWXX YYZZA2A2A2A2B2D C2C2A2A2A2A2NNA2A2 BBNNLLA2A2 JJA2A2D2D2A2A2E2E2F2 F2 A2A2BBG2G2 A2A2A2A2 NNNNA2A2NNA2A2A2A2H2 H2HH I2I2J2J2A2A2 NNA2A2K2K2NNL2L2A2A2 A2A2 BBA2A2A2A2A2A2M2M2N2 N2F2F2TTO2O2A2A2E2P2 A2A2A2A2Q2Q2A2A2 A2A2| NEAR Rome of yore close to the Florence road | A |
| Was seen a humble innkeeper's abode | A |
| Small sums were charged few guests the night would stay | B |
| And these could seldom much afford to pay | B |
| A pleasing active partner had the host | C |
| Her age not much 'bove thirty at the most | C |
| Two children she her loving husband bore | D |
| The boy was one year old the daughter more | D |
| Just fifteen summers o'er her form had smiled | E |
| In person charming and in temper mild | E |
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| IT happened that Pinucio young and gay | B |
| A youth of family oft passed the way | B |
| Admired the girl and thought she might be gained | F |
| Attentions showed and like return obtained | F |
| The mistress was not deaf nor lover mute | G |
| Pinucio seemed the lady's taste to suit | G |
| Of pleasing person and engaging air | H |
| And 'mong the equals of our youthful fair | H |
| As yet not one a pref'rence had received | I |
| Nor had she e'er in golden dreams believed | I |
| But spite of tender years her mind was high | J |
| And village lads she would not let come nigh | J |
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| COLUTTA such her name though much admired | K |
| And many in the place her hand desired | K |
| Rejected some and others would not take | L |
| And this most clearly for Pinucio's sake | L |
| Long conversations she could rarely get | M |
| And various obstacles the lovers met | M |
| No interviews where they might be at ease | N |
| But ev'ry thing conspired to fret and teaze | N |
| O parents husbands be advised by me | O |
| Constraint with wives or children won't agree | O |
| 'Tis then the god of love exerts his art | P |
| To find admittance to the throbbing heart | P |
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| PINUCIO and a friend one stormy night | Q |
| The landlord's reached and would in haste alight | Q |
| They asked for beds but were too late they found | R |
| You know sir cried the host we don't abound | R |
| And now the very garrets we have let | M |
| You'd better elsewhere try your wish to get | M |
| And spite of weather further on pursue | N |
| At best our lodging is unfit for you | N |
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| HAVE you no truckle bed the lover cried | S |
| No corner left we fain would here abide | S |
| Why truly said the host we always keep | T |
| Two beds within the chamber where we sleep | T |
| My wife and I of course take one of these | N |
| Together lie in t'other if you please | N |
| The spark replied this we will gladly do | N |
| Come supper get that o'er the friends withdrew | N |
| Pinucio by Coletta's sage advice | N |
| In looking o'er the room was very nice | N |
| With eagle eyes particulars he traced | U |
| Then 'tween the clothes himself and friend he placed | U |
| A camp bed for the girl was on the floor | D |
| The landlord's 'gainst the wall and next the door | D |
| Another opposite the last was set | M |
| And this to guests at certain times was let | M |
| And 'tween the two but near the parents' best | V |
| A cradle for the child to rest its head | W |
| From which a pleasant accident arrived | X |
| That our gallant's young friend of rest deprived | X |
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| WHEN midnight came and this gay spark supposed | Y |
| The host and hostess' eyes in sleep were closed | Y |
| Convinced the time appointed was at hand | Z |
| To put in execution what was planned | Z |
| He to the camp bed silently repaired | A2 |
| And found the belle by Morpheus not insnared | A2 |
| Coletta taught a play that mortals find | A2 |
| Fatigues the body more than plagues the mind | A2 |
| A truce succeeded but 'twas quickly o'er | B2 |
| Those rest not long who pilfer Cupid's store | D |
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| AGAIN when to the room the hostess came | C2 |
| And found the cradle rested not the same | C2 |
| Good heav'ns cried she it joins my husband's head | A2 |
| And but for that I truly had been led | A2 |
| To lay myself unthinkingly beside | A2 |
| The strangers whom with lodging we provide | A2 |
| But God be praised this cradle shows the place | N |
| Where my good husband's pillow I must trace | N |
| This said she with the friend was quickly laid | A2 |
| Without suspecting what mistake she'd made | A2 |
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| BETWEEN the lovers all was blithe and gay | B |
| When suddenly the friend though far from day | B |
| Was forced to rise 'twas plain a pressing case | N |
| And move the infant's cradle from its place | N |
| To ope the door and lest he noise might make | L |
| Or any way by chance the child should wake | L |
| He set it carefully beside his bed | A2 |
| And softly treading to the garden sped | A2 |
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| ON his return he passed the cradle by | J |
| To place it as before he would not try | J |
| But went to sleep when presently a sound | A2 |
| From something that had tumbled rang around | A2 |
| Awoke his wife who ran below | D2 |
| That what had happened she might clearly know | D2 |
| No fool in such adventures was our Wight | A2 |
| The opportunity he would not slight | A2 |
| But played the husband well no no I'm wrong | E2 |
| He played it ill too oft too much too long | E2 |
| For whosoe'er would wish to do it well | F2 |
| Should softly go the gentle most excel | F2 |
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| IN truth the wife was quite surprised to find | A2 |
| Her spouse so much to frolicking inclined | A2 |
| Said she what ails the man he's grown so gay | B |
| A lad of twenty's not more fond of play | B |
| Well let's enjoy the moments while we can | G2 |
| God's will be done since life is but a span | G2 |
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| THE words were scarcely said when our gallant | A2 |
| Renewed his fun and nothing seemed to want | A2 |
| Indeed the hostess still her charms possessed | A2 |
| And on occasion well might be caressed | A2 |
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| MEANWHILE Coletta dreading a surprise | N |
| Prevailed upon her paramour to rise | N |
| 'Twas nearly break of day when he withdrew | N |
| But groping to his place the way anew | N |
| Pinucio by the cradle too was led | A2 |
| To miss his friend's and take the landlord's bed | A2 |
| No sooner in than with an under voice | N |
| Intriguers oft too eagerly rejoice | N |
| Said he my friend I wish I could relate | A2 |
| The pleasure I've received my bliss is great | A2 |
| To you I'm sorry Fortune proves so cold | A2 |
| Like happiness I'd fain in you behold | A2 |
| Coletta is a morsel for a king | H2 |
| Inestimable girl to me she'll cling | H2 |
| I've many seen but such a charming fair | H |
| There's not another like her any where | H |
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| WITH softest skin delightful form and mien | I2 |
| Her ev'ry act resembles BEAUTY's queen | I2 |
| In short before we'd ended with our fun | J2 |
| Six posts without a fiction we had run | J2 |
| The host was struck with what the spark averred | A2 |
| And muttered something indistinctly heard | A2 |
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| THE hostess whispered HIM she thought her spouse | N |
| Again my dear such sparks let's never house | N |
| Pray don't you hear how they together chat | A2 |
| Just then the husband raised himself and sat | A2 |
| Is this your plan said he with mighty rage | K2 |
| Was it for THIS you would my house engage | K2 |
| You understand me but I'll seek redress | N |
| Think you so very cheap to have success | N |
| What would you ruin families at will | L2 |
| And with our daughters take at ease your fill | L2 |
| Away I say my house this moment quit | A2 |
| And as for You abominable chit | A2 |
| I'll have your life this hour you breathe your last | A2 |
| Such creatures only can with beasts be classed | A2 |
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| PINUCIO heard the lecture with dismay | B |
| At once was mute and grew as cold as clay | B |
| A moment's silence through the room prevailed | A2 |
| Coletta trembled and her lot bewailed | A2 |
| The hostess now on ev'ry side perceived | A2 |
| Her peril great and for the error grieved | A2 |
| The friend howe'er the cradle called to mind | A2 |
| Which caused the many ills we've seen combined | A2 |
| And instantly he cried Pinucio strange | M2 |
| You thus allow yourself about to range | M2 |
| Did I not tell you when the wine you took | N2 |
| 'Twould make many sad misfortunes hook | N2 |
| Whene'er you freely drink 'tis known fall well | F2 |
| Your sleep's disturbed you walk and nonsense tell | F2 |
| Come come to bed the morning soon will peep | T |
| Pinucio took the hint pretended sleep | T |
| And carried on so artfully the wile | O2 |
| The husband no suspicion had of guile | O2 |
| The stratagem our hostess likewise tried | A2 |
| And to her daughter's bed in silence hied | A2 |
| Where she conceived her fortress was so strong | E2 |
| She presently began to use her tongue | P2 |
| And cried aloud Impossible the fact | A2 |
| Such things he could not with Coletta act | A2 |
| I've with her been in bed throughout the night | A2 |
| And she no more than I has swerved from right | A2 |
| 'Twere mighty pretty truly here to come | Q2 |
| At this the host a little while was dumb | Q2 |
| But in a lower tone at length replied | A2 |
| I nought with your account I'm satisfied | A2 |
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| THE party rose the titter circled round | A2 |
| And each sufficient reason for it found | A2 |
Jean De La Fontaine
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