Winter In Northumberland Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Outside the gardenA
The wet skies hardenA
The gates are barred onB
The summer sideC
Shut out the flower timeD
Sunbeam and shower timeD
Make way for our timeD
Wild winds have criedC
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 moorlandH
And salt sea forelandH
Our noisy norlandH
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 thickenA
Where when leaves quickenA
Under the heather the sundew hidesG
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Green land and red landH
Moorside and headlandH
Are white as dead landH
Are all as oneA
Nor honied heatherE
Nor bells to gatherE
Fair with fair weatherE
And faithful sunA
Fierce frost has eatenA
All flowers that sweetenA
The fells rain beatenA
And winds their foesG
Have made the snow's bedH
Down in the rose bedH
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 nightH
Though sleep benumb herE
And time o'ercome herE
She dreams of summerE
And takes delightH
Dreaming and sleepingI
In love's good keepingI
While rain is weepingI
And no leaves clingI
Winds will come bringing herE
Comfort and singing herE
Stories and songs and good news of the springI
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Draw the white curtainA
Close and be certainA
She takes no hurt inJ
Her soft low bedH
She feels no colderE
And grows not olderE
Though snows enfold herE
From foot to headH
She turns not chillyE
Like weed and lilyE
In marsh or hillyE
High watershedH
Or green soft islandH
In lakes of highlandH
She sleeps awhile and she is not deadH
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For all the hoursG
Come sun come showersG
Are friends of flowersG
And fairies allK
When frost entrapped herE
They came and lapped herE
In leaves and wrapped herE
With shroud and pallL
In red leaves wound herE
With dead leaves bound herE
Dead brows and round herE
A death knell rangM
Rang the death bell for herE
Sang is it well for herE
Well is it well with you rose they sangM
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O what and where isG
The rose now fairiesG
So shrill the air isG
So wild the skyN
Poor last of rosesG
Her worst of woes isG
The noise she knows isG
The winter's cryN
His hunting holloO
Has scared the swallowO
Fain would she followO
And fain would flyN
But wind unsettlesG
Her poor last petalsG
Had she but wings and she would not dieN
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Come as you love herE
Come close and coverE
Her white face overE
And forth againP
Ere sunset glancesG
On foam that dancesG
Through lowering lancesG
Of bright white rainQ
And make your playtimeF
Of winter's daytimeF
As if the MaytimeF
Were here to singI
As if the snowballsG
Were soft like blowballsG
Blown in a mist from the stalk in the springI
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Each reed that grows inJ
Our stream is frozenA
The fields it flows inJ
Are hard and blackR
The water fairyE
Waits wise and waryE
Till time shall varyE
And thaws come backR
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 wizenA
In iron prisonA
Till spring re risenA
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 handH
Like weeds upliftedH
The tree trunks riftedH
In spars are driftedH
Like foam or sandH
Past swamp and sallowN
And reed beds callowN
Through pool and shallowN
To wind and leeN
Till no more tongue tiedH
Full flood and young tideH
Roar down the rapids and storm the seaN
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As men's cheeks fadedH
On shores invadedH
When shorewards wadedH
The lords of fightH
When churl and cravenA
Saw hard on havenA
The wide winged ravenA
At mainmast heightH
When monks affrightedH
To windward sightedH
The birds full flightedH
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 theeN
O far sea farerE
O thunder bearerE
Thy songs are rarerE
Than soft songs beN
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 itH
Up till the scream of itH
Wake from a dream of itH
Children that sleepS
Seamen that fare for themF
Forth with a prayer for themF
Shall not God care for themF
Angels not keepS
Spare not the surgesG
Thy stormy scourgesG
Spare us the dirgesG
Of wives that weepS
Turn back the waves for usG
Dig no fresh graves for usG
Wind in the manifold gulfs of the deepS
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O stout north easterE
Sea king land wasterE
For all thine haste orE
Thy stormy skillN
Yet hadst thou neverE
For all endeavourE
Strength to disseverE
Or strength to spillN
Save of his givingI
Who gave our livingI
Whose hands are weavingI
What ours fulfilN
Whose feet tread underE
The storms and thunderE
Who made our wonder to work his willN
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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 blowingI
And fruits in growingI
Time in its goingI
While time shall beN
In death and livingI
With one thanksgivingI
Praise him whose hand is the strength of the seaN

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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