All On A Christmas Morning. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDD EFEFGHGHD IJIJCKCKD LHLHMNMND OPOPQMQMDThe wind it blew cold and the ice was thick | A |
Deeper and deeper the snowdrifts grew | B |
A young mother lay in her cottage sick | A |
Her needs were many her comforts few | B |
Clasped to her breast was a newborn child | C |
Unknowing unmindful of weal or woe | D |
And away far away in the tempest wild | C |
Was a husband and father kneedeep in the snow | D |
All on a Christmas morning long ago | D |
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The lamp burned low and the fire was dead | E |
And the snow sifted in through each crevice and crack | F |
As she tossed and turned in her lowly bed | E |
And murmured Good Lord bring my husband back | F |
The clocks in the city had told the hour | G |
With a single stroke for young was the day | H |
But no swelling note from the loftiest tower | G |
Could reach that lone cot where a mother lay | H |
All on a Christmas morning long ago | D |
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High on the moorland that crowned the hill | I |
Bewildered benumbed midst the snow so deep | J |
Fighting for life with a desperate will | I |
Lost wearied and worn and oppressed with sleep | J |
Was the husband and father with grief almost wild | C |
Bearing cordials and medicine safely bestowed | K |
That he'd been to obtain for his wife and child | C |
Then exhausted he sank And it snowed and it snowed | K |
All on a Christmas morning long ago | D |
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The sun arose on a world so white | L |
That glistened and sparkled beneath his ray | H |
And the children's faces looked just as bright | L |
As they cried What a glorious Christmas day | H |
In a lowly cot lay a stiff white form | M |
And all was still save a pitiful wail | N |
No more should that mother fear sickness or storm | M |
Together two spirits sped through the dark vale | N |
All on a Christmas morning long ago | D |
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Friends who were coming to bring good cheer | O |
Found a young babe sucking a cold white breast | P |
Noiselessly reverently gathering near | O |
The orphan to full hearts was lovingly pressed | P |
The parents were laid side by side in the grave | Q |
And the babe grew in beauty of face and of form | M |
And they still call her Snowdrop the name that they gave | Q |
Sweet Snowdrop the frail little flower of the storm | M |
All on a Christmas morning long ago | D |
John Hartley
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