The Walk At Midnight Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCE FGFH IHIH JHJH KLKL MHMH HHHH HHHH NONO PQPQ RSRS FTFT

Soft shadowy moon beam by the lightA
Sleeps the wide meer serenely paleB
How various are the sounds of nightA
Borne on the scarely rising galeB
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The swell of distant brook is heardC
Whose far off waters faintly rollD
And piping of the shrill small birdC
Arrested by the wand'ring owlE
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Come hither let us thread with careF
The maze of this green path which bindsG
The beauties of the broad parterreF
And thro' yon fragrant alley windsH
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Or on this old bench will we sitI
Round which the clust'ring woodine wreathesH
While birds of night around us flitI
And thro' each lavish wood walk breathesH
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Unto my ravish'd senses broughtJ
From yon thick woven odorous bowersH
The still rich breeze with incense fraughtJ
Of glowing fruits and spangled flowersH
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The whispering leaves the gushing streamK
Where trembles the uncertain moonL
Suit more the poet's pensive dreamK
Than all the jarring notes of noonL
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Then to the thickly crowded martM
The eager sons of interest pressH
Then shine the tinsel works of artM
Now all is Nature's lonelinessH
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Then wealth aloft in state displaysH
The glittering of her gilded carsH
Now dimly stream the mingled raysH
Of yon far twinkling silver starsH
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Yon church whose cold grey spire appearsH
In the black outline of the treesH
Conceals the object of my tearsH
Whose form in dreams my spirit seesH
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There in the chilling bed of earthN
The chancel's letter'd stone aboveO
There sleepeth she who gave me birthN
Who taught my lips the hymn of loveO
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Yon mossy stems of ancient oakP
So widely crown'd with sombre shadeQ
Those ne'er have heard the woodman's strokeP
Their solemn secret depths invadeQ
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How oft the grassy way I've trodR
That winds their knotty boles betweenS
And gather'd from the blooming sodR
The flowers that flourish'd there unseenS
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Rise let us trace that path once moreF
While o'er our track the cold beams shineT
Down this low shingly vale and o'erF
Yon rude rough bridge of prostrate pineT

Alfred Lord Tennyson



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