Kit's Cradle. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH FIFI JKJK| They've taken the cosy bed away | A |
| That I made myself with the Shetland shawl | B |
| And set me a hamper of scratchy hay | A |
| By that great black stove in the entrance hall | B |
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| I won't sleep there I'm resolved on that | C |
| They may think I will but they little know | D |
| There's a soft persistence about a cat | C |
| That even a little kitten can show | D |
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| I wish I knew what to do but pout | E |
| And spit at the dogs and refuse my tea | F |
| My fur's feeling rough and I rather doubt | E |
| Whether stolen sausage agrees with me | F |
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| On the drawing room sofa they've closed the door | G |
| They've turned me out of the easy chairs | H |
| I wonder it never struck me before | G |
| That they make their beds for themselves up stairs | H |
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| I've found a crib where they won't find me | F |
| Though they're crying Kitty all over the house | I |
| Hunt for the Slipper and riddle my ree | F |
| A cat can keep as still as a mouse | I |
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| It's rather unwise perhaps to purr | J |
| But they'll never think of the wardrobe shelves | K |
| I'm happy in every hair of my fur | J |
| They may keep the hamper and hay themselves | K |
Juliana Horatia Ewing
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