The Child's First Grief Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEFFGHII JJKKLLMM NNOOPPQR SSTTUUAA| Sorrow has touched thee my beautiful boy | A |
| And dimmed the bright eyes that were dancing with joy | A |
| Thy ruby lips tremble thy soft cheek is wet | B |
| The tears on its roses are lingering yet | B |
| On thy quick heaving heart is thy little hand pressed | C |
| There is care on thy brow there is grief in thy breast | C |
| And slowly and darkly the shadow steals o'er thee | D |
| For the first time the vision of death is before thee | D |
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| Meet emblem of childhood that innocent dove | E |
| Was the sharer alike of thy sports and thy love | E |
| Thy playmate is dead and that tenantless cage | F |
| Has stamped the first grief upon memory's page | F |
| And oh thou art weeping Life's fountain of tears | G |
| Once unchained will flow on through the desert of years | H |
| No joy will e'er equal thy first dawn of bliss | I |
| No sorrow blot out the remembrance of this | I |
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| Though reason may smile at the anguish which now | J |
| Convulses thy bosom and darkens thy brow | J |
| The period may come in thy journey through life | K |
| When sick of its falsehood corruption and strife | K |
| Thou vainly shall seek in thy desolate track | L |
| To bring those sweet feelings and sympathies back | L |
| And thy spirit will murmur when vexed and reviled | M |
| Oh would I could weep as I wept when a child | M |
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| But let us not darken the landscape with gloom | N |
| And fling round the cradle the shade of the tomb | N |
| The sorrows of youth are like April's rash showers | O |
| Which though rapidly shed strew our pathway with flowers | O |
| On the soft downy cheek while the tear glistens bright | P |
| The young heart is leaping all wild with delight | P |
| The glance of a sunbeam will banish its pain | Q |
| And it joyously breaks into laughter again | R |
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| Oh our early impressions are never forgot | S |
| And the wide earth contains not so lovely a spot | S |
| As the fields that encircled the home of our youth | T |
| With all its dear visions of beauty and truth | T |
| No meads are so green and no flowers are so fair | U |
| As the wildings we gathered and garlanded there | U |
| And the dim eye grows bright whilst recounting the joy | A |
| The sorrows and trials and sports of the boy | A |
Susanna Moodie
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