Chorus From 'atalanta' Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCCB CDCDEECD FGFGFFFG FCFCHIFC CJCKFLCK DMDDDDDD NCNCCCNC

When the hounds of spring are on winter's tracesA
The mother of months in meadow or plainB
Fills the shadows and windy placesA
With lisp of leaves and ripple of rainB
And the brown bright nightingale amorousC
Is half assuaged for ItylusC
For the Thracian ships and the foreign facesC
The tongueless vigil and all the painB
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Come with bows bent and with emptying of quiversC
Maiden most perfect lady of lightD
With a noise of winds and many riversC
With a clamour of waters and with mightD
Bind on thy sandals O thou most fleetE
Over the splendour and speed of thy feetE
For the faint east quickens the wan west shiversC
Round the feet of the day and the feet of the nightD
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Where shall we find her how shall we sing to herF
Fold our hands round her knees and clingG
O that man's heart were as fire and could spring to herF
Fire or the strength of the streams that springG
For the stars and the winds are unto herF
As raiment as songs of the harp playerF
For the risen stars and the fallen cling to herF
And the southwest wind and the west wind singG
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For winter's rains and ruins are overF
And all the season of snows and sinsC
The days dividing lover and loverF
The light that loses the night that winsC
And time remember'd is grief forgottenH
And frosts are slain and flowers begottenI
And in green underwood and coverF
Blossom by blossom the spring beginsC
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The full streams feed on flower of rushesC
Ripe grasses trammel a travelling footJ
The faint fresh flame of the young year flushesC
From leaf to flower and flower to fruitK
And fruit and leaf are as gold and fireF
And the oat is heard above the lyreL
And the hoof egrave d heel of a satyr crushesC
The chestnut husk at the chestnut rootK
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And Pan by noon and Bacchus by nightD
Fleeter of foot than the fleet foot kidM
Follows with dancing and fills with delightD
The M nad and the BassaridD
And soft as lips that laugh and hideD
The laughing leaves of the trees divideD
And screen from seeing and leave in sightD
The god pursuing the maiden hidD
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The ivy falls with the Bacchanal's hairN
Over her eyebrows hiding her eyesC
The wild vine slipping down leaves bareN
Her bright breast shortening into sighsC
The wild vine slips with the weight of its leavesC
But the berried ivy catches and cleavesC
To the limbs that glitter the feet that scareN
The wolf that follows the fawn that fliesC

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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