In The Garret Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGHGH IJIJKLKLHDMDAHAH NONOPQPQRSRSTH H UVUVWXWXYOYOWHWH WZWZIWIWA2WA2WB2HB2H ABABC2OC2OD2WD2WE2HE 2H

Four little chests all in a rowA
Dim with dust and worn by timeB
All fashioned and filled long agoA
By children now in their primeB
Four little keys hung side by sideC
With faded ribbons brave and gayD
When fastened there with childish prideC
Long ago on a rainy dayD
Four little names one on each lidE
Carved out by a boyish handF
And underneath there lieth hidE
Histories of the happy bandF
Once playing here and pausing oftG
To hear the sweet refrainH
That came and went on the roof aloftG
In the falling summer rainH
-
'Meg' on the first lid smooth and fairI
I look in with loving eyesJ
For folded here with well known careI
A goodly gathering liesJ
The record of a peaceful lifeK
Gifts to gentle child and girlL
A bridal gown lines to a wifeK
A tiny shoe a baby curlL
No toys in this first chest remainH
For all are carried awayD
In their old age to join againM
In another small Meg's playD
Ah happy mother Well I knowA
You hear like a sweet refrainH
Lullabies ever soft and lowA
In the falling summer rainH
-
'Jo' on the next lid scratched and wornN
And within a motley storeO
Of headless dolls of schoolbooks tornN
Birds and beasts that speak no moreO
Spoils brought home from the fairy groundP
Only trod by youthful feetQ
Dreams of a future never foundP
Memories of a past still sweetQ
Half writ poems stories wildR
April letters warm and coldS
Diaries of a wilful childR
Hints of a woman early oldS
A woman in a lonely homeT
Hearing like a sad refrainH
'Be worthy love and love will come '-
In the falling summer rainH
-
My Beth the dust is always sweptU
From the lid that bears your nameV
As if by loving eyes that weptU
By careful hands that often cameV
Death canonized for us one saintW
Ever less human than divineX
And still we lay with tender plaintW
Relics in this household shrineX
The silver bell so seldom rungY
The little cap which last she woreO
The fair dead Catherine that hungY
By angels borne above her doorO
The songs she sang without lamentW
In her prison house of painH
Forever are they sweetly blentW
With the falling summer rainH
-
Upon the last lid's polished fieldW
Legend now both fair and trueZ
A gallant knight bears on his shieldW
'Amy' in letters gold and blueZ
Within lie snoods that bound her hairI
Slippers that have danced their lastW
Faded flowers laid by with careI
Fans whose airy toils are pastW
Gay valentines all ardent flamesA2
Trifles that have borne their partW
In girlish hopes and fears and shamesA2
The record of a maiden heartW
Now learning fairer truer spellsB2
Hearing like a blithe refrainH
The silver sound of bridal bellsB2
In the falling summer rainH
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Four little chests all in a rowA
Dim with dust and worn by timeB
Four women taught by weal and woeA
To love and labor in their primeB
Four sisters parted for an hourC2
None lost one only gone beforeO
Made by love's immortal powerC2
Nearest and dearest evermoreO
Oh when these hidden stores of oursD2
Lie open to the Father's sightW
May they be rich in golden hoursD2
Deeds that show fairer for the lightW
Lives whose brave music long shall ringE2
Like a spirit stirring strainH
Souls that shall gladly soar and singE2
In the long sunshine after rainH

Louisa May Alcott



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