Baby Bell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEFDGHHIJKKKJBK A LKKLBMMBKKBK A BLKLKNNKOOPQQPKRSKKT UT NVWVBXXBYKKYVZZV A2B2KB2K K KBC2BTKKT D2D2 BKB E2KBKF2F2ZHKBKI | A |
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Have you not heard the poets tell | B |
How came the dainty Baby Bell | B |
Into this world of ours | C |
The gates of heaven were left ajar | D |
With folded hands and dreamy eyes | E |
Wandering out of Paradise | F |
She saw this planet like a star | D |
Hung in the glistening depths of even | G |
Its bridges running to and fro | H |
O'er which the white winged Angels go | H |
Bearing the holy Dead to heaven | I |
She touched a bridge of flowers those feet | J |
So light they did not bend the bells | K |
Of the celestial asphodels | K |
They fell like dew upon the flowers | K |
Then all the air grew strangely sweet | J |
And thus came dainty Baby Bell | B |
Into this world of ours | K |
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II | A |
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She came and brought delicious May | L |
The swallows built beneath the eaves | K |
Like sunlight in and out the leaves | K |
The robins went the livelong day | L |
The lily swung its noiseless bell | B |
And on the porch the slender vine | M |
Held out its cups of fairy wine | M |
How tenderly the twilights fell | B |
Oh earth was full of singing birds | K |
And opening springtide flowers | K |
When the dainty Baby Bell | B |
Came to this world of ours | K |
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III | A |
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O Baby dainty Baby Bell | B |
How fair she grew from day to day | L |
What woman nature filled her eyes | K |
What poetry within them lay | L |
Those deep and tender twilight eyes | K |
So full of meaning pure and bright | N |
As if she yet stood in the light | N |
Of those oped gates of Paradise | K |
And so we loved her more and more | O |
Ah never in our hearts before | O |
Was love so lovely born | P |
We felt we had a link between | Q |
This real world and that unseen | Q |
The land beyond the morn | P |
And for the love of those dear eyes | K |
For love of her whom God led forth | R |
The mother's being ceased on earth | S |
When Baby came from Paradise | K |
For love of Him who smote our lives | K |
And woke the chords of joy and pain | T |
We said Dear Christ our hearts bowed down | U |
Like violets after rain | T |
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IV | - |
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And now the orchards which were white | N |
And pink with blossoms when she came | V |
Were rich in autumn's mellow prime | W |
The clustered apples burnt like flame | V |
The folded chestnut burst its shell | B |
The grapes hung purpling range on range | X |
And time wrought just as rich a change | X |
In little Baby Bell | B |
Her lissome form more perfect grew | Y |
And in her features we could trace | K |
In softened curves her mother's face | K |
Her angel nature ripened too | Y |
We thought her lovely when she came | V |
But she was holy saintly now | Z |
Around her pale angelic brow | Z |
We saw a slender ring of flame | V |
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V | - |
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God's hand had taken away the seal | A2 |
That held the portals of her speech | B2 |
And oft she said a few strange words | K |
Whose meaning lay beyond our reach | B2 |
She never was a child to us | K |
We never held her being's key | - |
We could not teach her holy things | K |
Who was Christ's self in purity | - |
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VI | - |
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It came upon us by degrees | K |
We saw its shadow ere it fell | B |
The knowledge that our God had sent | C2 |
His messenger for Baby Bell | B |
We shuddered with unlanguaged pain | T |
And all our hopes were changed to fears | K |
And all our thoughts ran into tears | K |
Like sunshine into rain | T |
We cried aloud in our belief | - |
'Oh smite us gently gently God | D2 |
Teach us to bend and kiss the rod | D2 |
And perfect grow through grief ' | - |
Ah how we loved her God can tell | B |
Her heart was folded deep in ours | K |
Our hearts are broken Baby Bell | B |
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VII | - |
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At last he came the messenger | E2 |
The messenger from unseen lands | K |
And what did dainty Baby Bell | B |
She only crossed her little hands | K |
She only looked more meek and fair | F2 |
We parted back her silken hair | F2 |
We wove the roses round her brow | Z |
White buds the summer's drifted snow | H |
Wrapped her from head to foot in flowers | K |
And thus went dainty Baby Bell | B |
Out of this world of ours | K |
Thomas Bailey Aldrich
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