Quince To Lilac: To G. H. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDEF AEGE HICI CJEJ FHHH EKCL IMCM INAN IICI CAIA IHIH OHCH AHEH HHPH IIPI AHPH HIEI CHHH HHCH IIOI CQHQ HRIR PHHH CHIHDear Lilac how enchanting | A |
To hear of you this way | B |
The Man who comes a mouching | A |
To visit me each day | B |
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Says you too have a lover | C |
Far lovelier than I | D |
And from his rapt description | E |
She loves you gloriously | F |
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The Man prowls out each morning | A |
To see if spring's begun | E |
What infinite amusement | G |
These creatures offer one | E |
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He asks me such conundrums | H |
As no one ever heard | I |
The name of April's father | C |
The trail of every bird | I |
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What keeps me warm in winter | C |
Who wakes me up in time | J |
And why procrastination | E |
Is such a fearful crime | J |
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And yet who knows He may be | F |
Our equal ages hence | H |
With such pathetic glimmers | H |
Of weird intelligence | H |
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But this your blessed alien | E |
Why strays she roving here | K |
Was Orpheus not her brother | C |
Persephone her peer | L |
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Was she not once a dryad | I |
Whom Syrinx lulled to sleep | M |
Beside the Dorian water | C |
And still her eyelids keep | M |
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The glad unperished secret | I |
From centuries of joy | N |
And memories of the morning | A |
When Helen sailed for Troy | N |
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Is her name Gertrude Kitty | I |
Hypatia or what | I |
I seem to half remember | C |
And yet have quite forgot | I |
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That soft Hellenic laughter | C |
I marvel you don't make | A |
An effort to be early | I |
In budding for her sake | A |
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Just fancy hearing daily | I |
That velvet voice of hers | H |
How do you quell the riot | I |
Of sap her coming stirs | H |
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Perhaps she puts her face up | O |
Dear Charity she is | H |
For messages of summer | C |
And better worlds than this | H |
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You cannot blush poor Lilac | A |
It is not in your race | H |
I simply should go crimson | E |
If I were in your place | H |
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Do tell her all your secrets | H |
The Man declares she knows | H |
Better than any mortal | P |
The wonder trick of prose | H |
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Our prose I mean how beauty | I |
Appears to you and me | I |
The truth that seems so simple | P |
Which they call poetry | I |
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They put it down in writing | A |
And label it with tags | H |
The funny conscious people | P |
Who mask in colored rags | H |
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They have a thing called science | H |
With phrases strange and pat | I |
My dear can you imagine | E |
Intelligence like that | I |
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And when they first discover | C |
That yellows are not greens | H |
They pucker up their foreheads | H |
And ponder what it means | H |
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And then those cave like places | H |
Churches and Capitols | H |
Where they all come together | C |
Like troops of talking dolls | H |
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To govern as they term it | I |
It's really very odd | I |
And have what they call worship | O |
Of something they call God | I |
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But Kitty or whatever | C |
May be her tender name | Q |
Is more like us She guesses | H |
What sets the year aflame | Q |
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She knows beyond her senses | H |
Do tell her all you can | R |
The funny people need it | I |
At least so says The Man | R |
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Good by dear I must idle | P |
Sweet suns and happy rains | H |
How nice to have these humans | H |
With their inventive brains | H |
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Their little scraps of paper | C |
They certainly evince | H |
Remarkable discernment | I |
Your ever loving Quince | H |
Bliss Carman (william)
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