Come Home Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDDEEC FFGGHAAGGH IJBBKLLBBK GGMMNOOLLP QQRRSEEGGP

Come home come home O loved and lost we sighA
Thus ever while the weary days go byA
And bring thee not We miss thy bright young faceB
Thy bounding step thy form of girlish graceB
Thy pleasant tuneful voiceC
We miss thee when the dewy evening hoursD
Come with their coolness to our garden bowersD
We miss thee when the warbler's tuneful layE
Welcomes the rising glories of the dayE
And all glad things rejoiceC
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Come home the vine that climbs our cottage eavesF
Hath a low murmur 'mid its glossy leavesF
When the south wind sweeps by that seems to beG
Too deeply laden with sad thoughts of theeG
Of thee our absent oneH
The roses blossom and their beauties dieA
And the sweet violet opes its pensive eyeA
By thee unseen and from the old beech treeG
Thy robin pours his song unheard by theeG
Dally at set of sunH
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Dearest come home Thy harp neglected liesI
Breathing no more its wonted melodiesJ
Thy favourite books unopened in their caseB
Just as thy hands arranged them keep their placeB
And vacant is thy seatK
Beside the hearth At the still hour of prayerL
Thou com'st no more with quiet reverent airL
And when around the social board each faceB
Brings its warm welcome there's one vacant placeB
One smile we may not meetK
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Come home thy home was never wont to beG
A place where clouds might rest yet wanting theeG
All pleasant scenes have dull and tasteless grownM
And shadows lower shadows erewhile unknownM
Of ever deepening gloomN
The halls where erst thy happy childhood playedO
The pleasant garden by thy fair hands madeO
The bower thy sunny presence made so fairL
Are all unchanged yet grief is everywhereL
Dear one come homeP
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Come home come home alas what have I saidQ
Beyond the stars beloved thy feet have spedQ
No more to press these garden paths with mineR
Or walk beside my own at day's declineR
No more no more to comeS
To these old summer haunts But I shall stayE
A little while and then at fall of dayE
I too like thee shall sleep and wake to seeG
Thy Lord and mine and so shall ever beG
With Him and thee at homeP

Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)



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