Big Smith. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCC DDEE FFGG DHII CCJJ KKLL MMDD LLNN OLPP QQCC| Are you a Giant great big man or is your real name Smith | A |
| Nurse says you've got a hammer that you hit bad children with | B |
| I'm good to day and so I've come to see if it is true | C |
| That you can turn a red hot rod into a horse's shoe | C |
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| Why do you make the horses' shoes of iron instead of leather | D |
| Is it because they are allowed to go out in bad weather | D |
| If horses should be shod with iron Big Smith will you shoe mine | E |
| For now I may not take him out excepting when it's fine | E |
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| Although he's not a real live horse I'm very fond of him | F |
| His harness won't take off and on but still it's new and trim | F |
| His tail is hair he has four legs but neither hoofs nor heels | G |
| I think he'd seem more like a horse without these yellow wheels | G |
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| They say that Dapple grey's not yours but don't you wish he were | D |
| My horse's coat is only paint but his is soft grey hair | H |
| His face is big and kind like yours his forelock white as snow | I |
| Shan't you be sorry when you've done his shoes and he must go | I |
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| I do so wish Big Smith that I might come and live with you | C |
| To rake the fire to heat the rods to hammer two and two | C |
| To be so black and not to have to wash unless I choose | J |
| To pat the dear old horses and to mend their poor old shoes | J |
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| When all the world is dark at night you work among the stars | K |
| A shining shower of fireworks beat out of red hot bars | K |
| I've seen you beat I've heard you sing when I was going to bed | L |
| And now your face and arms looked black and now were glowing red | L |
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| The more you work the more you sing the more the bellows roar | M |
| The falling stars the flying sparks stream shining more and more | M |
| You hit so hard you look so hot and yet you never tire | D |
| It must be very nice to be allowed to play with fire | D |
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| I long to beat and sing and shine as you do but instead | L |
| I put away my horse and Nurse puts me away to bed | L |
| I wonder if you go to bed I often think I'll keep | N |
| Awake and see but though I try I always fall asleep | N |
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| I know it's very silly but I sometimes am afraid | O |
| Of being in the dark alone especially in bed | L |
| But when I see your forge light come and go upon the wall | P |
| And hear you through the window I am not afraid at all | P |
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| I often hear a trotting horse I sometimes hear it stop | Q |
| I hold my breath you stay your song it's at the blacksmith's shop | Q |
| Before it goes I'm apt to fall asleep Big Smith it's true | C |
| But then I dream of hammering that horse's shoes with you | C |
Juliana Horatia Ewing
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