Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDECFE GHIJKLMKLM NONOGPKIPK QRQRSTUSVU| How still it is Sunshine itself here falls | A |
| In quiet shafts of light through the high trees | B |
| Which arching make a roof above the walls | A |
| Changing from sun to shadow as each breeze | B |
| Lingers a moment charmed by the strange sight | C |
| Of an Italian theatre storied seer | D |
| Of vague romance and time's long history | E |
| Where tiers of grass grown seats sprinkled with white | C |
| Sweet scented clover form a broken sphere | F |
| Grouped round the stage in hushed expectancy | E |
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| What sound is that which echoes through the wood | G |
| Is it the reedy note of an oaten pipe | H |
| Perchance a minute more will see the brood | I |
| Of the shaggy forest god and on his lip | J |
| Will rest the rushes he is wont to play | K |
| His train in woven baskets bear ripe fruit | L |
| And weave a dance with ropes of gray acorns | M |
| So light their touch the grasses scarcely sway | K |
| As they the measure tread to the lilting flute | L |
| Alas 't is only Fancy thus adorns | M |
| - | |
| A cloud drifts idly over the shining sun | N |
| How damp it seems how silent still and strange | O |
| Surely 't was here some tragedy was done | N |
| And here the chorus sang each coming change | O |
| Sure this is deep in some sweet southern wood | G |
| These are not pines but cypress tall and dark | P |
| That is no thrush which sings so rapturously | K |
| But the nightingale in his most passionate mood | I |
| Bursting his little heart with anguish Hark | P |
| The tread of sandalled feet comes noiselessly | K |
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| The silence almost is a sound and dreams | Q |
| Take on the semblances of finite things | R |
| So potent is the spell that what but seems | Q |
| Elsewhere is lifted here on Fancy's wings | R |
| The little woodland theatre seems to wait | S |
| All tremulous with hope and wistful joy | T |
| For something that is sure to come at last | U |
| Some deep emotion satisfying great | S |
| It grows a living presence bold and shy | V |
| Cradling the future in a glorious past | U |
Amy Lowell
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