The Road To Avignon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEEF GGHHIIDDEEEF GGAAJJDDEEEF KKLLMMDDEEEF NNOODDDDEEEF

A Minstrel stands on a marble stairA
Blown by the bright wind debonairA
Below lies the sea a sapphire floorB
Above on the terrace a turret doorB
Frames a lady listless and wanC
But fair for the eye to rest uponC
The minstrel plucks at his silver stringsD
And looking up to the lady singsD
Down the road to AvignonE
The long long road to AvignonE
Across the bridge to AvignonE
One morning in the springF
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The octagon tower casts a shadeG
Cool and gray like a cutlass bladeG
In sun baked vines the cicalas spinH
The little green lizards run out and inH
A sail dips over the ocean's rimI
And bubbles rise to the fountain's brimI
The minstrel touches his silver stringsD
And gazing up to the lady singsD
Down the road to AvignonE
The long long road to AvignonE
Across the bridge to AvignonE
One morning in the springF
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Slowly she walks to the balustradeG
Idly notes how the blossoms fadeG
In the sun's caress then crosses whereA
The shadow shelters a carven chairA
Within its curve supine she liesJ
And wearily closes her tired eyesJ
The minstrel beseeches his silver stringsD
And holding the lady spellbound singsD
Down the road to AvignonE
The long long road to AvignonE
Across the bridge to AvignonE
One morning in the springF
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Clouds sail over the distant treesK
Petals are shaken down by the breezeK
They fall on the terrace tiles like snowL
The sighing of waves sounds far belowL
A humming bird kisses the lips of a roseM
Then laden with honey and love he goesM
The minstrel woos with his silver stringsD
And climbing up to the lady singsD
Down the road to AvignonE
The long long road to AvignonE
Across the bridge to AvignonE
One morning in the springF
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Step by step and he comes to herN
Fearful lest she suddenly stirN
Sunshine and silence and each to eachO
The lute and his singing their only speechO
He leans above her her eyes uncloseD
The humming bird enters another roseD
The minstrel hushes his silver stringsD
Hark The beating of humming birds' wingsD
Down the road to AvignonE
The long long road to AvignonE
Across the bridge to AvignonE
One morning in the springF

Amy Lowell



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