Autumn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD AEAE FGFG CHCH DIDI AJAJ FKLK AMAMNONO| So still so still Only the endless sighing | A |
| Of sad olian harp notes overhead | B |
| Only the soft mass music for the dying | A |
| Only the requiem for the newly dead | B |
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| So strangely dim the grey mist on the heather | C |
| The chill cloud twilight in the wind stripped bowers | D |
| Where gold and scarlet sunlights lay together | C |
| On harvest fruit and summer wealth of flowers | D |
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| So empty now only the dead leaves sifting | A |
| The dead brown berries underneath the trees | E |
| Only my fair dead treasures idly drifting | A |
| About my footsteps in the autumn breeze | E |
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| All over now No flowers that must be tended | F |
| Are left to grow upon the open plain | G |
| No fruits to ripen for the harvest's ended | F |
| There's no more need for either sun or rain | G |
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| The infinite hope the boundless strong endeavour | C |
| The love and joy I never thought to sum | H |
| The precious things that were to last for ever | C |
| All gather'd now and nothing more to come | H |
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| Only the shroud of snow the white star tapers | D |
| The passionate storm winds wailing in the air | I |
| Only the icy rain and tearful vapours | D |
| Only the winter darkness of despair | I |
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| So still so sweet with tender breezes blowing | A |
| Amongst the hills and o'er the Lowland sod | J |
| And golden drifts of dead leaves softly strowing | A |
| The seed graves hollow'd by the hands of God | J |
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| So grey and calm the crimson glory faded | F |
| From this low sky pale blue and purple barred | K |
| This placid sea with steel and silver shaded | L |
| This fair earth now with autumn furrows scarred | K |
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| In the decay such chasten'd beauty blending | A |
| Beauty late born of peace and hope and rest | M |
| As in a saintly life when near the ending | A |
| When all its strife and labour has been blest | M |
| The harvest time is past But there remaineth | N |
| The well stored treasure house the hidden seed | O |
| That dead leaves help to nourish which containeth | N |
| The germ of a new life that's life indeed | O |
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