Four Songs Of Four Seasons Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I WINTER IN NORTHUMBERLANDA
OUTSIDE the gardenB
The wet skies hardenB
The gates are barred onC
The summer sideA
Shut out the flower timeD
Sunbeam and shower timeD
Make way for our timeD
Wild winds have criedA
Green once and cheeryE
The woods worn wearyE
Sigh as the drearyE
Weak sun goes homeF
A great wind grapplesG
The wave and dapplesG
The dead green floor of the sea with foamF
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Through fell and moorlandA
And salt sea forelandA
Our noisy norlandA
Resounds and ringsG
Waste waves thereunderE
Are blown in sunderE
And winds make thunderE
With cloudwide wingsG
Sea drift makes dimmerE
The beacon's glimmerE
Nor sail nor swimmerE
Can try the tidesG
And snowdrifts thickenB
Where when leaves quickenB
Under the heather the sundew hidesG
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Green land and red landA
Moorside and headlandA
Are white as dead landA
Are all as oneB
Nor honied heatherE
Nor bells to gatherE
Fair with fair weatherE
And faithful sunB
Fierce frost has eatenB
All flowers that sweetenB
The fells rain beatenB
And winds their foesG
Have made the snow's bedA
Down in the rose bedA
Deep in the snow's bed bury the roseG
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Bury her deeperE
Than any sleeperE
Sweet dreams will keep herE
All day all nightA
Though sleep benumb herE
And time o'ercome herE
She dreams of summerE
And takes delightA
Dreaming and sleepingH
In love's good keepingH
While rain is weepingH
And no leaves clingH
Winds will come bringing herE
Comfort and singing herE
Stories and songs and good news of the springH
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Draw the white curtainB
Close and be certainB
She takes no hurt inI
Her soft low bedA
She feels no colderE
And grows not olderE
Though snows enfold herE
From foot to headA
She turns not chillyE
Like weed and lilyE
In marsh or hillyE
High watershedA
Or green soft islandA
In lakes of highlandA
She sleeps awhile and she is not deadA
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For all the hoursG
Come sun come showersG
Are friends of flowersG
And fairies allJ
When frost entrapped herE
They came and lapped herE
In leaves and wrapped herE
With shroud and pallK
In red leaves wound herE
With dead leaves bound herE
Dead brows and round herE
A death knell rangL
Rang the death bell for herE
Sang is it well for herE
Well is it well with you rose they sangL
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O what and where isG
The rose now fairiesG
So shrill the air isG
So wild the skyM
Poor last of rosesG
Her worst of woes isG
The noise she knows isG
The winter's cryM
His hunting holloN
Has scared the swallowN
Fain would she followN
And fain would flyM
But wind unsettlesG
Her poor last petalsG
Had she but wings and she would not dieM
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Come as you love herE
Come close and coverE
Her white face overE
And forth againO
Ere sunset glancesG
On foam that dancesG
Through lowering lancesG
Of bright white rainP
And make your playtimeF
Of winter's daytimeF
As if the MaytimeF
Were here to singH
As if the snowballsG
Were soft like blowballsG
Blown in a mist from the stalk in the springH
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Each reed that grows inI
Our stream is frozenB
The fields it flows inI
Are hard and blackQ
The water fairyE
Waits wise and waryE
Till time shall varyE
And thaws come backQ
O sister waterE
The wind besought herE
O twin born daughterE
Of spring with meE
Stay with me play with meE
Take the warm way with meE
Straight for the summer and overseaE
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But winds will varyE
And wise and waryE
The patient fairyE
Of water waitsG
All shrunk and wizenB
In iron prisonB
Till spring re risenB
Unbar the gatesG
Till as with clamorE
Of axe and hammerE
Chained streams that stammerE
And struggle in straitsG
Burst bonds that shiverE
And thaws deliverE
The roaring river in stormy spatesG
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In fierce March weatherE
White waves break tetherE
And whirled togetherE
At either handA
Like weeds upliftedA
The tree trunks riftedA
In spars are driftedA
Like foam or sandA
Past swamp and sallowM
And reed beds callowM
Through pool and shallowM
To wind and leeM
Till no more tongue tiedA
Full flood and young tideA
Roar down the rapids and storm the seaM
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As men's cheeks fadedA
On shores invadedA
When shorewards wadedA
The lords of fightA
When churl and cravenB
Saw hard on havenB
The wide winged ravenB
At mainmast heightA
When monks affrightedA
To windward sightedA
The birds full flightedA
Of swift sea kingsG
So earth turns palerE
When Storm the sailorE
Steers in with a roar in the race of his wingsG
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O strong sea sailorE
Whose cheek turns palerE
For wind or hail orE
For fear of theeM
O far sea farerE
O thunder bearerE
Thy songs are rarerE
Than soft songs beM
O fleet foot strangerE
O north sea rangerE
Through days of dangerE
And ways of fearE
Blow thy horn here for usG
Blow the sky clear for usG
Send us the song of the sea to hearE
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Roll the strong stream of itA
Up till the scream of itA
Wake from a dream of itA
Children that sleepR
Seamen that fare for themF
Forth with a prayer for themF
Shall not God care for themF
Angels not keepR
Spare not the surgesG
Thy stormy scourgesG
Spare us the dirgesG
Of wives that weepR
Turn back the waves for usG
Dig no fresh graves for usG
Wind in the manifold gulfs of the deepR
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O stout north easterE
Sea king land wasterE
For all thine haste orE
Thy stormy skillM
Yet hadst thou neverE
For all endeavourE
Strength to disseverE
Or strength to spillM
Save of his givingH
Who gave our livingH
Whose hands are weavingH
What ours fulfilM
Whose feet tread underE
The storms and thunderE
Who made our wonder to work his willM
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His years and hoursG
His world's blind powersG
His stars and flowersG
His nights and daysG
Sea tide and riverE
And waves that shiverE
Praise God the giverE
Of tongues to praiseG
Winds in their blowingH
And fruits in growingH
Time in its goingH
While time shall beM
In death and livingH
With one thanksgivingH
Praise him whose hand is the strength of the seaM
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II SPRING IN TUSCANYM
ROSE RED lilies that bloom on the bannerE
Rose cheeked gardens that revel in springH
Rose mouthed acacias that laugh as they climbF
Like plumes for a queen's hand fashioned to fan herE
With wind more soft than a wild dove's wingH
What do they sing in the spring of their timeF
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If this be the rose that the world hears singingH
Soft in the soft night loud in the dayA
Songs for the fireflies to dance as they hearE
If that be theS

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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