In November (ii) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEFGHIJKKLLMM NN HHOKKOKACCPPMMHG QQRRMMCCMMSSTTMMWith loitering step and quiet eye | A |
Beneath the low November sky | A |
I wandered in the woods and found | B |
A clearing where the broken ground | B |
Was scattered with black stumps and briers | C |
And the old wreck of forest fires | C |
It was a bleak and sandy spot | D |
And all about the vacant plot | D |
Was peopled and inhabited | E |
By scores of mulleins long since dead | F |
A silent and forsaken brood | G |
In that mute opening of the wood | H |
So shrivelled and so thin they were | I |
So gray so haggard and austere | J |
Not plants at all they seemed to me | K |
But rather some spare company | K |
Of hermit folk who long ago | L |
Wandering in bodies to and fro | L |
Had chanced upon this lonely way | M |
And rested thus till death one day | M |
Surprised them at their compline prayer | N |
And left them standing lifeless there | N |
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There was no sound about the wood | H |
Save the wind's secret stir I stood | H |
Among the mullein stalks as still | O |
As if myself had grown to be | K |
One of their sombre company | K |
A body without wish or will | O |
And as I stood quite suddenly | K |
Down from a furrow in the sky | A |
The sun shone out a little space | C |
Across that silent sober place | C |
Over the sand heaps and brown sod | P |
The mulleins and dead goldenrod | P |
And passed beyond the thickets gray | M |
And lit the fallen leaves that lay | M |
Level and deep within the wood | H |
A rustling yellow multitude | G |
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And all around me the thin light | Q |
So sere so melancholy bright | Q |
Fell like the half reflected gleam | R |
Or shadow of some former dream | R |
A moment's golden revery | M |
Poured out on every plant and tree | M |
A semblance of weird joy or less | C |
A sort of spectral happiness | C |
And I too standing idly there | M |
With muffled hands in the chill air | M |
Felt the warm glow about my feet | S |
And shuddering betwixt cold and heat | S |
Drew my thoughts closer like a cloak | T |
While something in my blood awoke | T |
A nameless and unnatural cheer | M |
A pleasure secret and austere | M |
Archibald Lampman
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