The Locket Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDD EFEBGG HBHBII JKJKLL MNMN OJ| From out her shabby rain coat pocket | A |
| The little Jew girl in the train | B |
| Produced a dinted silver locket | C |
| With pasted in it portraits twain | B |
| These are my parents sir she said | D |
| Or were for now I fear they're dead | D |
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| I know to Belsen they were sent | E |
| I never heard of them again | F |
| So many were like that they went | E |
| Our woeful quest was all in vain | B |
| I was in London with a friend | G |
| Or I too would have shared their end | G |
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| They could have got away I'm told | H |
| And joined me here in Marylebne | B |
| But Grannie was so sick and old | H |
| They could not leave her there alone | B |
| When they were seized she cried and cried | I |
| Thank God 'Twas in her bed she died | I |
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| How did they die I cannot bear | J |
| To think of that it crazes me | K |
| My mother was so sweet so fair | J |
| My father handsome as you see | K |
| I'm sure no daughter ever had | L |
| More lovely parents Yes it's sad | L |
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| But for their loss I shall not grieve | M |
| I'll hug the hope they still survive | N |
| Oh I must make myself believe | M |
| Somehow somewhere they're still alive | N |
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| Well that's my only souvenir | O |
| A locket stained with many a tear | J |
Robert Service
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