Nursery Rhyme. Dxviii. Natural History Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDEF

When the snow is on the groundA
Little Robin Red breast grievesB
For no berries can be foundA
And on the trees there are no leavesB
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The air is cold the worms are hidC
For this poor bird what can be doneD
We'll strew him here some crumbs of breadE
And then he'll live till the snow is goneF

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