The Coming Of Winter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCEABAFGHGII DJKJDLELMNMGG OPQPIKRKDSDSAA IIKITUSUDVEVKK A DWIWXYIYIZA2ZB2A A IC2D2C2IID2IE2F2XF2C C A DG2F2G2H2I2F2I2DJ2F2 J2IH2 H2H2DH2F2DA2DF2K2L2K 2II

Stanzas from 'Onegin'A
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Our Northern Winter's fickle SummerB
Than Southern Winter scarce more blandC
Is undeniably withdrawingD
On fleeting footsteps from the landC
Soon will the Autumn dim the heavensE
The light of sunbeams rarer grownA
Already every day is shorterB
While with a smitten hollow toneA
The forest drops its shadow leafageF
Upon the fields the mists lie whiteG
In lusty caravans the wild geeseH
Now to the milder South take flightG
Seasons of tedium draw nearI
Before the door November drearI
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From shivering mist ascends the morningD
The bustle of the fields declinesJ
The wolf walks now upon the highwayK
In wolfish hunger howls and whinesJ
The traveller's pony scents him snortingD
The heedful wanderer breathless takesL
His way in haste beyond the mountainsE
And though no longer when day breaksL
Forth from their stalls the herd beginsM
To drive the kine his noon day horn recallsN
The peasant maiden sings and spinsM
Before her crackling flaming brightG
The pine chips friend of Winter nightG
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And see The hoar frost colder sparklesO
And spreads its silver o'er the fieldsP
Alas the golden days are vanishedQ
Reluctant Nature mournful yieldsP
The stream with ice all frozen overI
Gleams as some fashionable parquetK
And thronging hordes of boyish skatersR
Sweep forward on its crystal wayK
On her red claws despondent swimmingD
The plump goose parts the water coldS
Then on the ice with caution stalkingD
She slips and tumbles ah beholdS
Now the first snowflake idling downA
Stars the depressing landscape brownA
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At such a season in the countryI
What can a man's amusements beI
Walk And but more of empty highwayK
And of deserted village seeI
Or let him through the far Steppes gallopT
His horse can scarcely stand at allU
His stamping hoofs in vain seek footholdS
The rider dreading lest he fallU
So then remain within thy palingD
Read thou in Pradt or Walter ScottV
Compare thy varying editionsE
Drink and thy scoffing mood spare notV
As the long evenings drag awayK
So doth the Winter too delayK
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FROM 'ONEGIN'A
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Sometimes he read aloud with OlgaD
A latter day romance discreetW
Whose author truly painted natureI
With cunning plot insight completeW
Oft he passed over a few pagesX
Too bald or tasteless in their artY
And coloring began on furtherI
Not to disturb the maiden heartY
Again they sat for hours togetherI
With but a chess board to divideZ
She with her arms propped on the tableA2
Deep pondering puzzled to decideZ
Till Lenski from his inward stormB2
Captured her castle with his pawnA
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FROM 'ONEGIN'A
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Love condescends to every altarI
Ah when in hearts of youth it springsC2
Its coming brings such glad refreshmentD2
As May rain o'er the pasture flingsC2
Lifted from passion's melancholyI
The life breaks forth in fairer flowerI
The soul receives a new enrichmentD2
Fruition sweet and full of powerI
But when on later altars aridE2
It downward sweeps about us flowsF2
Love leaves behind such deathly tracesX
As Autumn tempests where it blowsF2
To strip the woods with ruthless handC
And turn to soggy waste the landC
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FROM 'ONEGIN'A
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How sad to me is thine appearingD
O Springtime hour of love's unrestG2
Within the soul what nameless languorsF2
What passions hid within the breastG2
With what a heavy heavy spiritH2
From the earth's rustic lap I feelI2
Again the joy of Springtide odorsF2
That once could make my spirit reelI2
No more for me such pleasures thrillingD
All that rejoices that has lifeJ2
All that exults brings but despondenceF2
To one past passion as past strifeJ2
All is but prose to such as heI
Wearied unto satietyH2
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Perchance we fain would pass unnoticedH2
That which in Autumn drooped and pinedH2
Now radiant in verdure springingD
Since it must of our loss remindH2
As with a tortured soul we realizeF2
In Nature's glad awakeningD
That we shall never find renewalA2
Who evermore are witheringD
Perchance there haunts us in remembranceF2
Our own most dear and lyric dreamK2
Another long forgotten SpringtimeL2
And trembling neath this pang supremeK2
The heart faints for a distant countryI
And for a night beside the seaI

Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin



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