To Valeria Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGHGHIJIJ KLKLMNMNONOPQPQRSRSR TRTRUVUVWJWJ M| Broideries and ancient stuffs that some queen | A |
| Wore nor gems that warriors' hilts encrusted | B |
| Nor fresh from heroes' brows the laurels green | A |
| Nor bright sheaves by bards of eld entrusted | B |
| To earth's great granaries I bring not these | C |
| Only thin scattered blades from harvests gleaned | D |
| Erewhile I plucked may happen thee to please | C |
| So poor indeed those others had demeaned | D |
| Themselves to cull or from their strong firm hands | E |
| Down dropped about their feet with careless laugh | F |
| Too broken for home gathering these strands | E |
| Or else more useless than the idle chaff | F |
| But I have garnered them Yet lest they seem | G |
| Unworthy and so shame Love's offering | H |
| Amid the loose bound sheaf stray flowers gleam | G |
| And fairer seeming make the gift I bring | H |
| Lilies blood red that lit the waving field | I |
| And now are knotted through the golden grain | J |
| Thou wilt not scorn the tribute I now yield | I |
| Nor even deem the foolish flowers vain | J |
| So take it and if still too slight too small | K |
| It seem think 'tis a bloom that grew anear | L |
| In other Springtime the old garden wall | K |
| That pale blue flower you will remember dear | L |
| The heedless world unseeing passed it by | M |
| And left it to the bee and you Then say | N |
| Because the hands that tended it are nigh | M |
| No more and little feet are gone away | N |
| That round it trampled down the beaded grass | O |
| Sweeter to me it is than musky spray | N |
| Of Southland and dearer than days that pass | O |
| In other summer tides This simple song | P |
| Read so dear heart Nay rather white souled one | Q |
| Think 'tis an olden echo wandered long | P |
| From a low bed where 'neath the westering sun | Q |
| You sang And if your lone heart ever said | R |
| Lo she is gone and cannot more be mine | S |
| Say now She is not changed she is not wed | R |
| She never left her cradle bed Still shine | S |
| The pillows with the print of her wee head | R |
| So mother heart this song where through still rings | T |
| The strain you sang above my baby bed | R |
| I bring An idle gift mayhap that clings | T |
| About old days forgotten long and dead | R |
| This loitering tale Valeria take | U |
| Perchance 'tis sad and hath not any mirth | V |
| Yet love thou it for the weak singer's sake | U |
| And hold it dear though yet is little worth | V |
| This tale of Elder world of earth's first prime | W |
| Of years that in their grave so long have lain | J |
| To day's dull ear through poets' tuneful rhyme | W |
| No echo hears nor mocking friar's strain | J |
| - | |
| July | M |
Ada Langworthy Collier
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