A Tale Of Christmas Eve Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCCCDD EEFG GHCC IIIFFG JJKK LLMM NNOO PPQQ RRSS KKKK OOTT| 'Twas Christmastide in Germany | A |
| And in the year of | B |
| And in the city of Berlin which is most beautiful to the eye | C |
| A poor boy was heard calling out to passers by | C |
| Who'll buy my pretty figures loudly he did cry | C |
| Plaster of Paris figures but no one inclined to buy | C |
| His clothes were thin and he was nearly frozen with cold | D |
| And wholly starving with hunger a pitiful sight to behold | D |
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| And the twilight was giving place to the shadows of approaching night | E |
| And those who possessed a home were seeking its warmth and light | E |
| And the market square was dark and he began to moan | F |
| When he thought of his hungry brother and sisters at home | G |
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| Alas The poor boy was afraid to go home | G |
| Oh Heaven hard was his lot for money he'd none | H |
| And the tears coursed down his cheeks while loudly he did cry | C |
| Buy my plaster of Paris figures oh please come buy | C |
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| It was now quite dark while he stood there | I |
| And the passers by did at the poor boy stare | I |
| As he stood shivering with cold in the market square | I |
| And with the falling snow he was almost frozen to the bone | F |
| And what would it avail him standing there alone | F |
| Therefore he must make up his mind to return home | G |
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| Then he tried to hoist the board and figures on to his head | J |
| And for fear of letting the board fall he was in great dread | J |
| Then he struggled manfully forward without delay | K |
| But alas He fell on the pavement oh horror and dismay | K |
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| And his beautiful figures were broken and scattered around him | L |
| And at the sight thereof his eyes grew dim | L |
| And when he regained his feet he stood speechless like one bowed down | M |
| Then the poor boy did fret and frown | M |
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| Then the almost despairing boy cried aloud | N |
| And related his distress to the increasing crowd | N |
| Oh What a pitiful sight on a Christmas eve | O |
| But the dense crowd didn't the poor boy relieve | O |
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| Until a poor wood cutter chanced to come along | P |
| And he asked of the crowd what was wrong | P |
| And twenty ready tongues tells him the sad tale | Q |
| And when he heard it the poor boy's fate he did bewail | Q |
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| And he cried Here Something must be done and quickly too | R |
| Do you hear Every blessed soul of you | R |
| Come each one give a few pence to the poor boy | S |
| And it will help to fill his heart with joy | S |
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| Then the wood cutter gave a golden coin away | K |
| So the crowd subscribed largely without delay | K |
| Which made the poor boy's heart feel gay | K |
| Then the wood cutter thanked the crowd and went away | K |
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| So the poor boy did a large subscription receive | O |
| And his brother mother and sisters had a happy Christmas eve | O |
| And he thanked the crowd and God that to him the money sent | T |
| And bade the crowd good night then went home content | T |
William Topaz Mcgonagall
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