Nuit Blanche Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDDD EFEF GHGH IDID AA

I want no horns to rouse me up to nightA
And trumpets make too clamorous a ringB
To fit my mood it is so weary whiteA
I have no wish for doing any thingB
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A music coaxed from humming strings would pleaseC
Not plucked but drawn in creeping cadencesD
Across a sunset wall where some MarquiseD
Picks a pale rose amid strange silencesD
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Ghostly and vaporous her gown sweeps byE
The twilight dusking wall I hear her feetF
Delaying on the gravel and a sighE
Briefly permitted touches the air like sleetF
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And it is dark I hear her feet no moreG
A red moon leers beyond the lily tankH
A drunken moon ogling a sycamoreG
Running long fingers down its shining flankH
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A lurching moon as nimble as a clownI
Cuddling the flowers and trees which burn like glassD
Red kissing lips I feel you on my gownI
Kiss me red lips and then pass passD
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Music you are pitiless to nightA
And I so old so cold so languorously whiteA

Amy Lowell



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