At Michaelmas Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB BCBC DBDB BEBE FGFG HCHC IBIB JBJB KLKL MCMC NENE OPOP QEQE RCRC SESE TCTC UCUC CTCT VCWC XEXE BYBE ZA2B2C2 CTCT KD2KD2 TCTC TCTC E2PE2P F2G2F2G2About the time of Michael's feast | A |
And all his angels | B |
There comes a word to man and beast | A |
By dark evangels | B |
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Then hearing what the wild things say | B |
To one another | C |
Those creatures first born of our gray | B |
Mysterious Mother | C |
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The greatness of the world's unrest | D |
Steals through our pulses | B |
Our own life takes a meaning guessed | D |
From the torn dulse's | B |
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The draft and set of deep sea tides | B |
Swirling and flowing | E |
Bears every filmy flake that rides | B |
Grandly unknowing | E |
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The sunlight listens thin and fine | F |
The crickets whistle | G |
And floating midges fill the shine | F |
Like a seeding thistle | G |
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The hawkbit flies his golden flag | H |
From rocky pasture | C |
Bidding his legions never lag | H |
Through morning's vasture | C |
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Soon we shall see the red vines ramp | I |
Through forest borders | B |
And Indian summer breaking camp | I |
To silent orders | B |
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The glossy chestnuts swell and burst | J |
Their prickly houses | B |
Agog at news which reached them first | J |
In sap's carouses | B |
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The long noons turn the ribstons red | K |
The pippins yellow | L |
The wild duck from his reedy bed | K |
Summons his fellow | L |
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The robins keep the underbrush | M |
Songless and wary | C |
As though they feared some frostier hush | M |
Might bid them tarry | C |
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Perhaps in the great North they heard | N |
Of silence falling | E |
Upon the world without a word | N |
White and appalling | E |
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The ash tree and the lady fern | O |
In russet frondage | P |
Proclaim 'tis time for our return | O |
To vagabondage | P |
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All summer idle have we kept | Q |
But on a morning | E |
Where the blue hazy mountains slept | Q |
A scarlet warning | E |
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Disturbs our day dream with a start | R |
A leaf turns over | C |
And every earthling is at heart | R |
Once more a rover | C |
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All winter we shall toil and plod | S |
Eating and drinking | E |
But now's the little time when God | S |
Sets folk to thinking | E |
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Consider says the quiet sun | T |
How far I wander | C |
Yet when had I not time on one | T |
More flower to squander | C |
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Consider says the restless tide | U |
My endless labor | C |
Yet when was I content beside | U |
My nearest neighbor | C |
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So wander lust to wander lure | C |
As seed to season | T |
Must rise and wend possessed and sure | C |
In sweet unreason | T |
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For doorstone and repose are good | V |
And kind is duty | C |
But joy is in the solitude | W |
With shy heart beauty | C |
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And Truth is one whose ways are meek | X |
Beyond foretelling | E |
And far his journey who would seek | X |
Her lowly dwelling | E |
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She leads him by a thousand heights | B |
Lonelily faring | Y |
With sunrise and with eagle flights | B |
To mate his daring | E |
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For her he fronts a vaster fog | Z |
Than Leif of yore did | A2 |
Voyaging for continents no log | B2 |
Has yet recorded | C2 |
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He travels by a polar star | C |
Now bright now hidden | T |
For a free land though rest be far | C |
And roads forbidden | T |
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Till on a day with sweet coarse bread | K |
And wine she stays him | D2 |
Then in a cool and narrow bed | K |
To slumber lays him | D2 |
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So we are hers And fellows mine | T |
Of fin and feather | C |
By shady wood and shadowy brine | T |
When comes the weather | C |
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For migrants to be moving on | T |
By lost indenture | C |
You flock and gather and are gone | T |
The old adventure | C |
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I too have my unwritten date | E2 |
My gypsy presage | P |
And on the brink of fall I wait | E2 |
The darkling message | P |
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The sign from prying eyes concealed | F2 |
Is yet how flagrant | G2 |
Here's ragged robin in the field | F2 |
A simple vagrant | G2 |
Bliss Carman And Richard Hovey
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