The Putto Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCAA DDEE FFGG HHDD AAII| No child no mortal child am I | A |
| No angel from the blue on high | A |
| And though I gayly dance and shout | B |
| No Cupid from a Bacchic rout | B |
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| But I am all young innocence | C |
| So young I do not know offence | C |
| So very young I think that I | A |
| Will catch that bird that butterfly | A |
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| Madonna Lady Queen of Heaven | D |
| Or Mother whose red wounds are seven | D |
| Or waiting Virgin mild and fair | E |
| See I will hide behind thy chair | E |
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| And round thy pulpit friar gray | F |
| Lo I will frolic all the day | F |
| My ways perchance are not divine | G |
| But cannot hurt thee no nor thine | G |
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| And thou little darling Christ | H |
| 'Tis long ere thou be sacrificed | H |
| Do beckon me thou pretty One | D |
| And we will sing and laugh and run | D |
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| And at the last why then will I | A |
| The earthly darkness beautify | A |
| Dead Son upon thy mother's knee | I |
| While Heaven weeps blood I garland thee | I |
Margaret Steele Anderson
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