Maytime In Midwinter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABCDCDCDEFEFEFGB GBGBGHGHGHIJIJIJEKEK EKELELELMLMLMLNONONO| A new year gleams on us tearful | A |
| And troubled and smiling dim | B |
| As the smile on a lip still fearful | A |
| As glances of eyes that swim | B |
| But the bird of my heart makes cheerful | A |
| The days that are bright for him | B |
| Child how may a man's love merit | C |
| The grace you shed as you stand | D |
| The gift that is yours to inherit | C |
| Through you are the bleak days bland | D |
| Your voice is a light to my spirit | C |
| You bring the sun in your hand | D |
| The year's wing shows not a feather | E |
| As yet of the plumes to be | F |
| Yet here in the shrill grey weather | E |
| The spring's self stands at my knee | F |
| And laughs as we commune together | E |
| And lightens the world we see | F |
| The rains are as dews for the christening | G |
| Of dawns that the nights benumb | B |
| The spring's voice answers me listening | G |
| For speech of a child to come | B |
| While promise of music is glistening | G |
| On lips that delight keeps dumb | B |
| The mists and the storms receding | G |
| At sight of you smile and die | H |
| Your eyes held wide on me reading | G |
| Shed summer across the sky | H |
| Your heart shines clear for me heeding | G |
| No more of the world than I | H |
| The world what is it to you dear | I |
| And me if its face be grey | J |
| And the new born year be a shrewd year | I |
| For flowers that the fierce winds fray | J |
| You smile and the sky seems blue dear | I |
| You laugh and the month turns May | J |
| Love cares not for care he has daffed her | E |
| Aside as a mate for guile | K |
| The sight that my soul yearns after | E |
| Feeds full my sense for awhile | K |
| Your sweet little sun faced laughter | E |
| Your good little glad grave smile | K |
| Your hands through the bookshelves flutter | E |
| Scott Shakespeare Dickens are caught | L |
| Blake's visions that lighten and mutter | E |
| Moli re and his smile has nought | L |
| Left on it of sorrow to utter | E |
| The secret things of his thought | L |
| No grim thing written or graven | M |
| But grows if you gaze on it bright | L |
| A lark's note rings from the raven | M |
| And tragedy's robe turns white | L |
| And shipwrecks drift into haven | M |
| And darkness laughs and is light | L |
| Grief seems but a vision of madness | N |
| Life's key note peals from above | O |
| With nought in it more of sadness | N |
| Than broods on the heart of a dove | O |
| At sight of you thought grows gladness | N |
| And life through love of you love | O |
Algernon Charles Swinburne
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