The Dead Child Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEF GHIH JFJF KLML NONO PPPP QHQH RSRS TPTP GUGU PVPV WXWX KPKP TPTP YPYP| ALL silent is the room | A |
| There is no stir of breath | B |
| Save mine as in the gloom | A |
| I sit alone with Death | B |
| Short life it had the sweet | C |
| Small babe here lying dead | D |
| With tapers at its feet | C |
| And tapers at its head | D |
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| Dear little hands too frail | E |
| Their grasp on life to hold | F |
| Dear little mouth so pale | E |
| So solemn and so cold | F |
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| Small feet that nevermore | G |
| About the house shall run | H |
| Thy little life is o er | I |
| Thy little journey done | H |
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| Sweet infant dead too soon | J |
| Thou shalt no more behold | F |
| The face of sun or moon | J |
| Or starlight clear and cold | F |
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| Nor know where thou art gone | K |
| The mournfulness and mirth | L |
| We know who dwell upon | M |
| This sad glad mad old earth | L |
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| The foolish hopes and fond | N |
| That cheat us to the last | O |
| Thou shalt not feel beyond | N |
| All these things thou hast passed | O |
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| The struggles that upraise | P |
| The soul by slow degrees | P |
| To God through weary days | P |
| Thou hast no part in these | P |
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| And at thy childish play | Q |
| Shall we O little one | H |
| No more behold thee Nay | Q |
| No more beneath the sun | H |
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| Death s sword may well be bared | R |
| Gainst those grown old in strife | S |
| But ah it might have spared | R |
| Thy little unlived life | S |
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| Why talk as in despair | T |
| Just God whose rod I kiss | P |
| Did not make thee so fair | T |
| To end thy life at this | P |
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| There is some pleasant shore | G |
| Far from His Heaven of Pride | U |
| Where those strong souls who bore | G |
| His Cross in bliss abide | U |
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| Some place where feeble things | P |
| For Life s long war too weak | V |
| Young birds with unfledged wings | P |
| Buds nipped by storm winds bleak | V |
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| Young lambs left all forlorn | W |
| Beneath a bitter sky | X |
| Meek souls to sorrow born | W |
| Find refuge when they die | X |
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| There day is one long dawn | K |
| And from the cups of flowers | P |
| Light dew filled clouds updrawn | K |
| Rain soft and perfumed showers | P |
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| Child Jesus walketh there | T |
| Amidst child angel bands | P |
| With smiling lips and fair | T |
| White roses in His hands | P |
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| I kiss thee on the brow | Y |
| I kiss thee on the eyes | P |
| Farewell Thy home is now | Y |
| The Children s Paradise | P |
Victor James Daley
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