Three Of A Kind. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCAB DEEEDE FECCFE GDHHGD IDDDID JBCKJB ELAAEL MDNNMD OPQQOP EMRREMThree of us without a care | A |
In the red September | B |
Tramping down the roads of Maine | C |
Making merry with the rain | C |
With the fellow winds a fare | A |
Where the winds remember | B |
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Three of us with shocking hats | D |
Tattered and unbarbered | E |
Happy with the splash of mud | E |
With the highways in our blood | E |
Bearing down on Deacon Platt's | D |
Where last year we harbored | E |
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We've come down from Kennebec | F |
Tramping since last Sunday | E |
Loping down the coast of Maine | C |
With the sea for a refrain | C |
And the maples neck and neck | F |
All the way to Fundy | E |
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Sometimes lodging in an inn | G |
Cosey as a dormouse | D |
Sometimes sleeping on a knoll | H |
With no rooftree but the Pole | H |
Sometimes halely welcomed in | G |
At an old time farmhouse | D |
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Loafing under ledge and tree | I |
Leaping over boulders | D |
Sitting on the pasture bars | D |
Hail fellow with storm or stars | D |
Three of us alive and free | I |
With unburdened shoulders | D |
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Three of us with hearts like pine | J |
That the lightnings splinter | B |
Clean of cleave and white of grain | C |
Three of us afoot again | K |
With a rapture fresh and fine | J |
As a spring in winter | B |
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All the hills are red and gold | E |
And the horns of vision | L |
Call across the crackling air | A |
Till we shout back to them there | A |
Taken captive in the hold | E |
Of their bluff derision | L |
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Spray salt gusts of ocean blow | M |
From the rocky headlands | D |
Overhead the wild geese fly | N |
Honking in the autumn sky | N |
Black sinister flocks of crow | M |
Settle on the dead lands | D |
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Three of us in love with life | O |
Roaming like wild cattle | P |
With the stinging air a reel | Q |
As a warrior might feel | Q |
The swift orgasm of the knife | O |
Slay him in mid battle | P |
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Three of us to march abreast | E |
Down the hills of morrow | M |
With a clean heart and a few | R |
Friends to clench the spirit to | R |
Leave the gods to rule the rest | E |
And good by sorrow | M |
Bliss Carman (william)
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