The Devil's Race-horse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACCC DEDDE DFDDFF DGDDGG HIHHII DDDDDD DDDDDD JHJJHH KLKKLL MDMM NDNNDD| Devil's Race Horse seems to me | A |
| Strangest thing I ever saw | B |
| Up in our old maple tree | A |
| They're at home stand rearingly | C |
| Lean of neck and long of claw | C |
| Strangest thing I ever saw | C |
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| 'Always praying 'father says | D |
| 'For some bug it may devour | E |
| Insect that it grabs and slays | D |
| Fly or moth that comes its ways | D |
| Journeying from flower to flower | E |
| Insect that it may devour ' | - |
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| And my nurse says ' I suppose | D |
| Little imps that devil sleep | F |
| Tickle children on the nose | D |
| Pull their hair and pinch their toes | D |
| Ride these things around a heap | F |
| Little imps that devil sleep | F |
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| 'They're their fly by nights their steeds | D |
| Door knob eyed and weird of wing | G |
| That they stable in the weeds | D |
| Of the garden where it feeds | D |
| Tiger like on everything | G |
| Door knob eyed and weird of wing | G |
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| 'You can see the saddle there | H |
| Ready on its ugly back | I |
| Or sometimes the imps ride bare | H |
| Like the wind with hair aflare | H |
| Through the midnight deep and black | I |
| Straddle of its ugly back | I |
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| 'And they fly where little boys | D |
| Lie asleep within their beds | D |
| Boys who all day make a noise | D |
| Eat a lot and break their toys | D |
| Fight and stand upon their heads | D |
| Urchins safe now in their beds | D |
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| 'And they come to little girls | D |
| Who lie sleeping in their cribs | D |
| Who all day have tossed their curls | D |
| Nibbled like a lot of squirrels | D |
| Torn their frocks and soiled their bibs | D |
| Romps now safe within their cribs | D |
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| 'And these imps just flutter round | J |
| On their Devil's Horses there | H |
| And though you are sleeping sound | J |
| You will hear them I'll be bound | J |
| And soon feel them at your hair | H |
| On their Devil's Horses there | H |
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| 'Sometimes on your face they light | K |
| And you feel their long claws rake | L |
| Right across your nose or right | K |
| On your lip they prance and bite | K |
| And you writhe and scream and wake | L |
| When you feel their long claws rake | L |
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| 'And your parents wake up too | M |
| Turn the light on come and say | D |
| 'What's the matter now with you | M |
| Dreaming Had the nightmare Knew | M |
| That you ate too much to day ' | - |
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| That's what both your parents say ' | - |
| Then I tell my nurse that I | N |
| Wish I was an imp and those | D |
| Were my horses how I'd fly | N |
| Yes right to her bed oh my | N |
| And whizz round her head and nose | D |
| Wish I was an imp like those | D |
Madison Julius Cawein
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