The Beggar Family Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE CGHGIJKJ LMNMOPQP DRCRSTUT VJWJXJYJ ZA2QPZB2C2B2 D2JE2JF2JG2J H2F2ZF2AQI2Q J2I2K2I2TGJ2G

Within the court before the judgeA
There stand six wretched creaturesB
They're lame and weary one and allC
With pinched and pallid featuresB
The father is a broken manD
The mother weak and ailingE
The little children skin and boneF
With fear and hunger wailingE
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Their sins are very great and callC
Aloud for retributionG
For their's maybe you guess the crimeH
Of hopeless destitutionG
They look upon the judge's faceI
They know what judges ponderJ
They know the punishment that waitsK
On those that beg and wanderJ
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For months from justice they have fledL
Along the streets and highwaysM
From farm to farm from town to townN
Along the lanes and bywaysM
They've slept full oftentimes in jailO
They're known in many placesP
Yet still they live for all the woeQ
That's stamped upon their facesP
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The woman's chill with fear The manD
Implores the judge Oh tell usR
What will you With our children smallC
Relentlessly expel usR
Oh let us be We'll sleep at nightS
In corners dark the cityT
Has room for all And some kind soulU
Will give a crust in pityT
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For wife and children I will toilV
It cannot be much longerJ
For God almighty is and goodW
Ere I for work am strongerJ
Oh let us here with men remainX
Nor drive us any furtherJ
Oh why our curses will you haveY
And not our blessings ratherJ
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And now the sick man quails beforeZ
The judge's piercing glancesA2
No only two of you shall goQ
This time and take your chancesP
Your wife and you The children fourZ
You'll leave my man behind youB2
For them within the Orphan's HomeC2
Free places I will find youB2
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The father's dumb the mother shrieksD2
My babes and me you'd severJ
If God there be such cruel actE2
Shall find forgiveness neverJ
But first oh judge must you condemnF2
To death their wretched motherJ
I cannot leave my children dearG2
With you or any otherJ
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I bore and nursed them struggling stillH2
To shelter and to shield themF2
Oh judge I'll beg from door to doorZ
My very life blood yield themF2
I know you do not mean it judgeA
With us poor folk you're jestingQ
Give back my babes and further yetI2
We'll wander unprotestingQ
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The judge alas has turned awayJ2
The paper dread unrolledI2
And useless all the mother's griefK2
The wild and uncontrolledI2
More cruel can a sentence beT
Than that which now is givenG
Oh cursed the system 'neath whose swayJ2
The human heart is rivenG

Morris Rosenfeld



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