June Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBABCDCE FGGFGHIHI JKKJLMNMN OPPOPQRQR STTSTHUHV PMMPMWXWX MYYMYZA2ZA2 B2C2C2D2C2ME2ME2 F2GGG2GA2H2A2H2Long long ago it seems this summer morn | A |
That pale browed April passed with pensive tread | B |
Through the frore woods and from its frost bound bed | B |
Woke the arbutus with her silver horn | A |
And now May too is fled | B |
The flower crowned month the merry laughing May | C |
With rosy feet and fingers dewy wet | D |
Leaving the woods and all cool gardens gay | C |
With tulips and the scented violet | E |
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Gone are the wind flower and the adder tongue | F |
And the sad drooping bellwort and no more | G |
The snowy trilliums crowd the forest's floor | G |
The purpling grasses are no longer young | F |
And summer's wide set door | G |
O'er the thronged hills and the broad panting earth | H |
Lets in the torrent of the later bloom | I |
Haytime and harvest and the after mirth | H |
The slow soft rain the rushing thunder plume | I |
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All day in garden alleys moist and dim | J |
The humid air is burdened with the rose | K |
In moss deep woods the creamy orchid blows | K |
And now the vesper sparrows' pealing hymn | J |
From every orchard close | L |
At eve comes flooding rich and silvery | M |
The daisies in great meadows swing and shine | N |
And with the wind a sound as of the sea | M |
Roars in the maples and the topmost pine | N |
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High in the hills the solitary thrush | O |
Tunes magically his music of fine dreams | P |
In briary dells by boulder broken streams | P |
And wide and far on nebulous fields aflush | O |
The mellow morning gleams | P |
The orange cone flowers purple bossed are there | Q |
The meadow's bold eyed gypsies deep of hue | R |
And slender hawkweed tall and softly fair | Q |
And rosy tops of fleabane veiled with dew | R |
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So with thronged voices and unhasting flight | S |
The fervid hours with long return go by | T |
The far heard hylas piping shrill and high | T |
Tell the slow moments of the solemn night | S |
With unremitting cry | T |
Lustrous and large out of the gathering drouth | H |
The planets gleam the baleful Scorpion | U |
Trails his dim fires along the droused south | H |
The silent world incrusted round moves on | V |
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And all the dim night long the moon's white beams | P |
Nestle deep down in every brooding tree | M |
And sleeping birds touched with a silly glee | M |
Waken at midnight from their blissful dreams | P |
And carol brokenly | M |
Dim surging motions and uneasy dreads | W |
Scare the light slumber from men's busy eyes | X |
And parted lovers on their restless beds | W |
Toss and yearn out and cannot sleep for sighs | X |
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Oft have I striven sweet month to figure thee | M |
As dreamers of old time were wont to feign | Y |
In living form of flesh and striven in vain | Y |
Yet when some sudden old world mystery | M |
Of passion fired my brain | Y |
Thy shape hath flashed upon me like no dream | Z |
Wandering with scented curls that heaped the breeze | A2 |
Or by the hollow of some reeded stream | Z |
Sitting waist deep in white anemones | A2 |
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And even as I glimpsed thee thou wert gone | B2 |
A dream for mortal eyes too proudly coy | C2 |
Yet in thy place for subtle thought's employ | C2 |
The golden magic clung a light that shone | D2 |
And filled me with thy joy | C2 |
Before me like a mist that streamed and fell | M |
All names and shapes of antique beauty passed | E2 |
In garlanded procession with the swell | M |
Of flutes between the beechen stems and last | E2 |
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I saw the Arcadian valley the loved wood | F2 |
Alpheus stream divine the sighing shore | G |
And through the cool green glades awake once more | G |
Psyche the white limbed goddess still pursued | G2 |
Fleet footed as of yore | G |
The noonday ringing with her frighted peals | A2 |
Down the bright sward and through the reeds she ran | H2 |
Urged by the mountain echoes at her heels | A2 |
The hot blown cheeks and trampling feet of Pan | H2 |
Archibald Lampman
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