The Season Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHIH JKLK MNON PQPQ PRSR TPUPVHCH WXYX YZAZ PA2PA2 PPB2P C2D2E2D2 D2TF2T G2PFP| And must I wear a silken life | A |
| Hemmed in by city walls | B |
| And must I give my garden up | C |
| For theatres and balls | B |
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| Nay though the cage be made of gold | D |
| 'Tis better to be free | E |
| The green of the green meadows love | F |
| Is quite enough for me | E |
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| I'd rather ramble through the lanes | G |
| Than drive about in town | H |
| I'd rather muse or dream than dance | I |
| When the stars are shining down | H |
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| I do not care for diamonds dear | J |
| But I care a deal for flowers | K |
| And thousands are just creeping out | L |
| For the sunshine and the showers | K |
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| I like to hear the Household band | M |
| But I love the bird songs best | N |
| And hark how they are twittering now | O |
| Round each half hidden nest | N |
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| The wind is whispering in the leaves | P |
| And the downy bees begin | Q |
| To hum in the blossoming sycamores | P |
| And the brook is chiming in | Q |
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| There is such melody in the woods | P |
| Such music in the air | R |
| The streets are full of life and sound | S |
| And yet 'tis silent there | R |
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| I like to see the pictures ay | T |
| But I am hard to please | P |
| I never saw a picture yet | U |
| As great and grand as these | P |
| Such tones of colour as transform | V |
| The tender green and brown | H |
| When the pink dawn is flushing up | C |
| Or the red sun sinking down | H |
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| Such painting as the chestnut bud | W |
| Shows in its opening heart | X |
| Such lights as shine 'twixt earth and sky | Y |
| When rain clouds break apart | X |
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| Such soft warm subtle tints as lie | Y |
| In every mossy patch | Z |
| On the blue brown trunks now filled with life | A |
| And the humble roof of thatch | Z |
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| In the purple hollows of the hills | P |
| In the lichen on the wall | A2 |
| In the orchard and the feathery woods | P |
| And the sun lit waterfall | A2 |
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| I like my humble country ways | P |
| My simple early meals | P |
| I like to potter about the yard | B2 |
| With my chickens at my heels | P |
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| I'd rather climb this brambly steep | C2 |
| Where freshest sea winds blow | D2 |
| With my old straw hat hanging down my back | E2 |
| Than canter along the Row | D2 |
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| To me it's vulgar dear I know | D2 |
| No f te half so gay | T |
| As a cricket match on the village green | F2 |
| Or a picnic in the hay | T |
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| Ah yes I'm happier as I am | G2 |
| I'm ignorant you see | P |
| And the life of fashion that you love | F |
| Would never do for me | P |
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