Red Riding-hood Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGGHHIIJKLLMM NNOOFFMMM PPDDQQRR SSTTUVMMWWXXRR| On the wide lawn the snow lay deep | A |
| Ridged o'er with many a drifted heap | A |
| The wind that through the pine trees sung | B |
| The naked elm boughs tossed and swung | B |
| While through the window frosty starred | C |
| Against the sunset purple barred | C |
| We saw the sombre crow flap by | D |
| The hawk's gray fleck along the sky | D |
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| The crested blue jay flitting swift | E |
| The squirrel poising on the drift | E |
| Erect alert his broad gray tail | F |
| Set to the north wind like a sail | F |
| It came to pass our little lass | G |
| With flattened face against the glass | G |
| And eyes in which the tender dew | H |
| Of pity shone stood gazing through | H |
| The narrow space her rosy lips | I |
| Had melted from the frost's eclipse | I |
| Oh see she cried the poor blue jays | J |
| What is it that the black crow says | K |
| The squirrel lifts his little legs | L |
| Because he has no hands and begs | L |
| He's asking for my nuts I know | M |
| May I not feed them on the snow | M |
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| Half lost within her boots her head | N |
| Warm sheltered in her hood of red | N |
| Her plaid skirt close about her drawn | O |
| She floundered down the wintry lawn | O |
| Now struggling through the misty veil | F |
| Blown round her by the shrieking gale | F |
| Now sinking in a drift so low | M |
| Her scarlet hood could scarcely show | M |
| Its dash of color on the snow | M |
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| She dropped for bird and beast forlorn | P |
| Her little store of nuts and corn | P |
| And thus her timid guests bespoke | D |
| Come squirrel from your hollow oak | D |
| Come black old crow come poor blue jay | Q |
| Before your supper's blown away | Q |
| Don't be afraid we all are good | R |
| And I'm mamma's Red Riding Hood | R |
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| O Thou whose care is over all | S |
| Who heedest even the sparrow's fall | S |
| Keep in the little maiden's breast | T |
| The pity which is now its guest | T |
| Let not her cultured years make less | U |
| The childhood charm of tenderness | V |
| But let her feel as well as know | M |
| Nor harder with her polish grow | M |
| Unmoved by sentimental grief | W |
| That wails along some printed leaf | W |
| But prompt with kindly word and deed | X |
| To own the claims of all who need | X |
| Let the grown woman's self make good | R |
| The promise of Red Riding Hood | R |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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