In A Copy Of Browning Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABCCCB DDDECCCE FFFGHHHG HHHIJJJI DDDKLLLH DDDMHHHM DDDNJJJN NNNNNNNN JJJOOOOO AAAPHHHP QQQCJJJC NNNNCCCN CCCJHHHJ CCCCLLLC NNNGDDDG NNNRHHHH EEEGEEEG| Browning old fellow | A |
| Your leaves grow yellow | A |
| Beginning to mellow | A |
| As seasons pass | B |
| Your cover is wrinkled | C |
| And stained and sprinkled | C |
| And warped and crinkled | C |
| From sleep on the grass | B |
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| Is it a wine stain | D |
| Or only a pine stain | D |
| That makes such a fine stain | D |
| On your dull blue | E |
| Got as we numbered | C |
| The clouds that lumbered | C |
| Southward and slumbered | C |
| When day was through | E |
| - | |
| What is the dear mark | F |
| There like an earmark | F |
| Only a tear mark | F |
| A woman let fall | G |
| As bending over | H |
| She bade me discover | H |
| Who plays the lover | H |
| He loses all | G |
| - | |
| With you for teacher | H |
| We learned love's feature | H |
| In every creature | H |
| That roves or grieves | I |
| When winds were brawling | J |
| Or bird folk calling | J |
| Or leaf folk falling | J |
| About our eaves | I |
| - | |
| No law must straiten | D |
| The ways they wait in | D |
| Whose spirits greaten | D |
| And hearts aspire | K |
| The world may dwindle | L |
| And summer brindle | L |
| So love but kindle | L |
| The soul to fire | H |
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| Here many a red line | D |
| Or pencilled headline | D |
| Shows love could wed line | D |
| To golden sense | M |
| And something better | H |
| Than wisdom's fetter | H |
| Has made your letter | H |
| Dense to the dense | M |
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| No April robin | D |
| Nor clacking bobbin | D |
| Can make of Dobbin | D |
| A Pegasus | N |
| But Nature's pleading | J |
| To man's unheeding | J |
| Your subtile reading | J |
| Made clear to us | N |
| - | |
| You made us farers | N |
| And equal sharers | N |
| With homespun wearers | N |
| In home made joys | N |
| You made us princes | N |
| No plea convinces | N |
| That spirit winces | N |
| At dust and noise | N |
| - | |
| When Fate was nagging | J |
| And days were dragging | J |
| And fancy lagging | J |
| You gave it scope | O |
| When eaves were drippy | O |
| And pavements slippy | O |
| From Lippo Lippi | O |
| To Evelyn Hope | O |
| - | |
| When winter's arrow | A |
| Pierced to the marrow | A |
| And thought was narrow | A |
| You gave it room | P |
| We guessed the warder | H |
| On Roland's border | H |
| And helped to order | H |
| The Bishop's Tomb | P |
| - | |
| When winds were harshish | Q |
| And ways were marshish | Q |
| We found with Karshish | Q |
| Escape at need | C |
| Were bold with Waring | J |
| In far seafaring | J |
| And strong in snaring | J |
| Ben Ezra's creed | C |
| - | |
| We felt the menace | N |
| Of lovers pen us | N |
| Afloat in Venice | N |
| Devising fibs | N |
| And little mattered | C |
| The rain that pattered | C |
| While Blougram chattered | C |
| To Gigadibs | N |
| - | |
| And we too waited | C |
| With heart elated | C |
| And breathing bated | C |
| For Pippa's song | J |
| Saw Satan hover | H |
| With wings to cover | H |
| Porphyria's lover | H |
| Pompilia's wrong | J |
| - | |
| Long thoughts were started | C |
| When youth departed | C |
| From the half hearted | C |
| Riccardi's bride | C |
| For saith your fable | L |
| Great Love is able | L |
| To slip the cable | L |
| And take the tide | C |
| - | |
| Or truth compels us | N |
| With Paracelsus | N |
| Till nothing else is | N |
| Of worth at all | G |
| Del Sarto's vision | D |
| Is our own mission | D |
| And art's ambition | D |
| Is God's own call | G |
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| Through all the seasons | N |
| You gave us reasons | N |
| For splendid treasons | N |
| To doubt and fear | R |
| Bade no foot falter | H |
| Though weaklings palter | H |
| And friendships alter | H |
| From year to year | H |
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| Since first I sought you | E |
| Found you and bought you | E |
| Hugged you and brought you | E |
| Home from Cornhill | G |
| While some upbraid you | E |
| And some parade you | E |
| Nine years have made you | E |
| My master still | G |
Bliss Carman (william)
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