Love-s Harvest Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEFGH

Nay do not quarrel with the seasons dearA
Nor make an enemy of friendly TimeB
The fruit and foliage of the failing yearA
Rival the buds and blossoms of its primeB
Is not the harvest moon as round and brightC
As that to which the nightingales did singD
And thou that call'st thyself my satelliteC
Wilt seem in Autumn all thou art in SpringD
When steadfast sunshine follows fitful rainE
And gleams the sickle where once passed the ploughF
Since tender green hath grown to mellow grainE
Love then will gather what it scattereth nowF
And like contented reaper rest its headG
Upon the sheaves itself hath harvestedH

Alfred Austin



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