The Dead Feast Of The Kol-folk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDDACCECCEFGGFH ABIBICJJKKDDLFCCLFH AMIINOOCCFFKCCCCKFH AIIAKKJPPJCCJFQFFRFHWe have opened the door | A |
Once twice thrice | B |
We have swept the floor | A |
We have boiled the rice | B |
Come hither come hither | C |
Come from the far lands | D |
Come from the star lands | D |
Come as before | A |
We lived long together | C |
We loved one another | C |
Come back to our life | E |
Come father come mother | C |
Come sister and brother | C |
Child husband and wife | E |
For you we are sighing | F |
Come take your old places | G |
Come look in our faces | G |
The dead on the dying | F |
Come home | H |
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We have opened the door | A |
Once twice thrice | B |
We have kindled the coals | I |
And we boil the rice | B |
For the feast of souls | I |
Come hither come hither | C |
Think not we fear you | J |
Whose hearts are so near you | J |
Come tenderly thought on | K |
Come all unforgotten | K |
Come from the shadow lands | D |
From the dim meadow lands | D |
Where the pale grasses bend | L |
Low to our sighing | F |
Come father come mother | C |
Come sister and brother | C |
Come husband and friend | L |
The dead to the dying | F |
Come home | H |
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We have opened the door | A |
You entered so oft | M |
For the feast of souls | I |
We have kindled the coals | I |
And we boil the rice soft | N |
Come you who are dearest | O |
To us who are nearest | O |
Come hither come hither | C |
From out the wild weather | C |
The storm clouds are flying | F |
The peepul is sighing | F |
Come in from the rain | K |
Come father come mother | C |
Come sister and brother | C |
Come husband and lover | C |
Beneath our roof cover | C |
Look on us again | K |
The dead on the dying | F |
Come home | H |
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We have opened the door | A |
For the feast of souls | I |
We have kindled the coals | I |
We may kindle no more | A |
Snake fever and famine | K |
The curse of the Brahmin | K |
The sun and the dew | J |
They burn us they bite us | P |
They waste us and smite us | P |
Our days are but few | J |
In strange lands far yonder | C |
To wonder and wander | C |
We hasten to you | J |
List then to our sighing | F |
While yet we are here | Q |
Nor seeing nor hearing | F |
We wait without fearing | F |
To feel you draw near | R |
O dead to the dying | F |
Come home | H |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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