Mid The Piteous Heaps Of Dead Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHI JKLL CCMN OPBB| 'MID the piteous heaps of dead | A |
| Goes one weary golden head | A |
| Tossing ever to and fro | B |
| Calling loud and calling low | B |
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| Mother mother step so light | C |
| Mother lay your fingers white | C |
| On my forehead like a dew | D |
| Mother mother where are you | D |
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| Still so loud he makes his cry | E |
| That the dying cannot die | E |
| All the writhing field's one groan | F |
| While he lies and cries alone | F |
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| But his mother's far away | G |
| Cannot hear him cry and say | G |
| Mother I am dying come | H |
| Mother I am lost from home | I |
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| Mary Mother of all men | J |
| Come and comfort him in pain | K |
| Take his young head to the breast | L |
| Where your Child and God had rest | L |
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| Mary Mary step so light | C |
| Mary lay your fingers white | C |
| On his forehead He shall dream | M |
| That his mother comforts him | N |
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| Mary Mother croon him o'er | O |
| Lullabies you sang before | P |
| Mary ease him crooning low | B |
| In the way that mothers know | B |
Katharine Tynan
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