A Midsummer Holiday:- Iv. The Mill Garden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCCDCDABABBCCBCB ABABBCCBCBCCBCB| Stately stand the sunflowers glowing down the garden side | A |
| Ranged in royal rank arow along the warm grey wall | B |
| Whence their deep disks burn at rich midnoon afire with pride | A |
| Even as though their beams indeed were sunbeams and the tall | B |
| Sceptral stems bore stars whose reign endures not flowers that fall | B |
| Lowlier laughs and basks the kindlier flower of homelier fame | C |
| Held by love the sweeter that it blooms in Shakespeare's name | C |
| Fragrant yet as though his hand had touched and made it thrill | D |
| Like the whole world's heart with warm new life and gladdening flame | C |
| Fair befall the fair green close that lies below the mill | D |
| Softlier here the flower soft feet of refluent seasons glide | A |
| Lightlier breathes the long low note of change's gentler call | B |
| Wind and storm and landslip feed the lone sea's gulf outside | A |
| Half a seamew's first flight hence but scarce may these appal | B |
| Peace whose perfect seal is set for signet here on all | B |
| Steep and deep and sterile under fields no plough can tame | C |
| Dip the cliffs full fledged with poppies red as love or shame | C |
| Wide wan daisies bleak and bold or herbage harsh and chill | B |
| Here the full clove pinks and wallflowers crown the love they claim | C |
| Fair befall the fair green close that lies below the mill | B |
| All the place breathes low but not for fear lest ill betide | A |
| Soft as roses answering roses or a dove's recall | B |
| Little heeds it how the seaward banks may stoop and slide | A |
| How the winds and years may hold all outer things in thrall | B |
| How their wrath may work on hoar church tower and boundary wall | B |
| Far and wide the waste and ravin of their rule proclaim | C |
| Change alone the changeless lord of things alone the same | C |
| Here a flower is stronger than the winds that work their will | B |
| Or the years that wing their way through darkness toward their aim | C |
| Fair befall the fair green close that lies below the mill | B |
| Friend the home that smiled us welcome hither when we came | C |
| When we pass again with summer surely should reclaim | C |
| Somewhat given of heart's thanksgiving more than words fulfil | B |
| More than song were song more sweet than all but love might frame | C |
| Fair befall the fair green close that lies below the mill | B |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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