Blessings On Children Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEFGGHHIIJKLLHH MMDDNOPQRRSSGGTTDDUU VVWWFFXXYYZZHHLLA2A2 TT| Blessings on the blessing children sweetest gifts of Heaven to earth | A |
| Filling all the heart with gladness filling all the house with mirth | A |
| Bringing with them native sweetness pictures of the primal bloom | B |
| Which the bliss for ever gladdens of the region whence they come | C |
| Bringing with them joyous impulse of a state with outen care | D |
| And a buoyant faith in being which makes all in nature fair | D |
| Not a doubt to dim the distance not a grief to vex thee nigh | E |
| And a hope that in existence finds each hour a luxury | F |
| Going singing bounding brightening never fearing as they go | G |
| That the innocent shall tremble and the loving find a foe | G |
| In the daylight in the starlight still with thought that freely flies | H |
| Prompt and joyous with no question of the beauty in the skies | H |
| Genial fancies winning raptures as the bee still sucks her store | I |
| All the present still a garden gleaned a thousand times before | I |
| All the future but a region where the happy serving thought | J |
| Still depicts a thousand blessings by the winged hunter caught | K |
| Life a chase where blushing pleasures only seem to strive in flight | L |
| Lingering to be caught and yielding gladly to the proud delight | L |
| As the maiden through the alleys looking backward as she flies | H |
| Woos the fond pursuer onward with the love light in her eyes | H |
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| Oh the happy life in children still restoring joy to ours | M |
| Making for the forest music planting for the way side flowers | M |
| Back recalling all the sweetness in a pleasure pure as rare | D |
| Back the past of hope and rapture bringing to the heart of care | D |
| How as swell the happy voices bursting through the shady grove | N |
| Memories take the place of sorrows time restores the sway to love | O |
| We are in the shouting comrades shaking off the load of years | P |
| Thought forgetting strifes and trials doubts and agonies and tears | Q |
| We are in the bounding urchin as o'er hill and plain he darts | R |
| Share the struggle and the triumph gladdening in his heart of hearts | R |
| What an image of the vigor and the glorious grace we knew | S |
| When to eager youth from boyhood at a single bound we grew | S |
| Even such our slender beauty such upon our cheek the glow | G |
| In our eyes the life and gladness of our blood the overflow | G |
| Bless the mother of the urchin in his form we see her truth | T |
| He is now the very picture of the memories in our youth | T |
| Never can we doubt the forehead nor the sunny flowing hair | D |
| Nor the smiling in the dimple speaking chin and cheek so fair | D |
| Bless the mother of the young one he hath blended in his grace | U |
| All the hope and joy and beauty kindling once in either face | U |
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| Oh the happy faith of children that is glad in all it sees | V |
| And with never need of thinking pierces still its mysteries | V |
| In simplicity profoundest in their soul abundance blest | W |
| Wise in value of the sportive and in restlessness at rest | W |
| Lacking every creed yet having faith so large in all they see | F |
| That to know is still to gladden and 'tis rapture but to be | F |
| What trim fancies bring them flowers what rare spirits walk their wood | X |
| What a wondrous world the moonlight harbors of the gay and good | X |
| Unto them the very tempest walks in glories grateful still | Y |
| And the lightning gleams a seraph to persuade them to the hill | Y |
| 'Tis a sweet and loving spirit that throughout the midnight rains | Z |
| Broods beside the shuttered windows and with gentle love complains | Z |
| And how wooing how exalting with the richness of her dyes | H |
| Spans the painter of the rainbow her bright arch along the skies | H |
| With a dream like Jacob's ladder showing to the fancy's sight | L |
| How 'twere easy for the sad one to escape to worlds of light | L |
| Ah the wisdom of such fancies and the truth in every dream | A2 |
| That to faith confiding offers cheering every gloom a gleam | A2 |
| Happy hearts still cherish fondly each delusion of your youth | T |
| Joy is born of well believing and the fiction wraps the truth | T |
William Gilmore Simms
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