A Salem Mother Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCBC DCDCDC EFEFEF A CACAGEGHGH A IJJ KAA LMM CNCNON CPCPAP CFCFQF| I | A |
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| They whisper at my very gate | B |
| These clacking gossips every one | C |
| We saw them in the wood of late | B |
| Her and the widow's son | C |
| The horses at the forge may wait | B |
| The wool may go unspun | C |
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| I spread the food he loves the best | D |
| I light the lamp when day is done | C |
| Yet still he stays another's guest | D |
| Oh my one son my son | C |
| I would it burned in mine own breast | D |
| The spell he may not shun | C |
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| She hath bewitched him with her eyes | E |
| No goodly maid hath eyes as bright | F |
| Pale in the morn I watch him rise | E |
| As one who wanders far by night | F |
| The gossips whisper and surmise | E |
| I hide me from the light | F |
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| II | A |
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| Her hair is yellow as the corn | C |
| Her eyes are bluer than the sky | A |
| Behind the casement yester morn | C |
| I watched her passing by | A |
| My son not yet had broken bread | G |
| Yet from the table did he rise | E |
| She said no word nor turned her head | G |
| What then the spell that bade him stir | H |
| Nor heeding any word I said | G |
| Put by my hands and follow her | H |
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| III | A |
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| He was so strong and wise and good | I |
| Was there no other she might take | J |
| Nor other mothers' hearts to break | J |
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| What though she bade the harvest fail | K |
| What though she willed the cattle die | A |
| So my son's soul was spared thereby | A |
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| My cattle fill the pasture land | L |
| The ripe fruit thickens on the tree | M |
| My son my son is lost to me | M |
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| IV | - |
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| They burned a witch in our town | C |
| On hangman's hill to day | N |
| And black the ashes drifted down | C |
| Ashes black and grey | N |
| Not white like those o' martyred folk | O |
| Whose souls are clean as they | N |
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| They burned a witch in our town | C |
| Upon a windy hill | P |
| For that she made the wells sink down | C |
| And wrought a young man ill | P |
| The smoke rose black against the sky | A |
| And hangs before it still | P |
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| They burned a witch in our town | C |
| And sure they did but right | F |
| And yet I would the rain could drown | C |
| That blackened hill from sight | F |
| And some great wind might drive that cloud | Q |
| 'Twixt God and me this night | F |
Theodosia Garrison
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