Time For Bed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEE FFGGBBHH IIJJKKLLMM NNAAIIOIPPQQRRBBQOSS TT UUJJ LLVVAAVV WXIIYYVV

Time for bed the weary dayA
With its toils has passed awayA
Sol has wrapped his forehead brightB
In the curtains of the nightB
And his glorious lamp againC
Lowered behind the western mainD
Leaving all heaven's pure expanseE
Radiant with his parting glanceE
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Just a few faint stars are seenF
Ranged around the midnight queenF
A select and glorious bandG
Who alone may waiting standG
Hound the monarch of the nightB
Bearing up their urns of lightB
Her majestic path to cheerH
Till the shadows disappearH
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Time for bed the folded flowersI
Hang their heads in forest bowersI
Nestled in each downy nestJ
Day's sweet songsters calmly restJ
And the night bird's plaintive hymnK
Echoes through the forest dimK
Dew drops on the birchen boughL
In the star beams sparkle nowL
Scarce a zephyr stirs the roseM
So profound is Earth's reposeM
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Time for bed put by thy booksN
Learner with thy studious looksN
Poet lay the pen awayA
Candle light will spoil thy layA
Leave it till the morning hoursI
Come with sunshine to the flowersI
Leave it till from shrub and treeO
Birds pour forth their minstrelsyI
Till the sun on wood and woldP
Turns the drops of dew to goldP
Till the bee comes forth to sipQ
Nectar from the flow'rets lipQ
Till the light winged zephyrs wakeR
Dancing ripples on the lakeR
And the cloudlets in the heightB
Don their fleecy robes of whiteB
Then with graceful EuterpeQ
Seek the spreading greenwood treeO
And with joy and light and loveS
AH around thee and aboveS
Tune thy lyre to praiseful mirthT
With all happy things of EarthT
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Time for bed thou man of toilU
Why consume the midnight oilU
Night was made for slumbers blestJ
Thou art weary therefore restJ
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Time for bed poor Martha thouL
Long enough hast labored nowL
All the day's bright hours are numberedV
Yet art thou with toiling cumberedV
Lay that tedious work awayA
Till the blest return of dayA
Thou art care worn and oppressedV
Thou art weary Martha restV
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Time for bed shut up the stoveW
To its place the table moveX
Lay the books into their caseI
Wheel the sofa to its placeI
Wind the clock brush up the floorY
Close the shutters lock the doorY
That will do put out the lightV
Toil and trouble all good nightV

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



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