May-day, 1837 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBDAEAEFFA GHGHIJIJFFA KLKLMNONFFP QRQSTUVUFFP WPXPYDZDFF

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MAY DAY is come While yet the unwillng SpringB
Checks with capricious frown the opening yearC
Onward where bleak winds have been whisperingB
The punctual Hours their ancient playmate bearD
But those who long have look'd for thee stand byA
Like men who welcome back a friend bereavedE
And camnot smile because his sadden'd eyeA
Doth mutely tell them how his soul is grievedE
Even thus too greet thine alter'd face to dayF
Thou friend in mourning garb chill melancholy MayF
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To thee the first and readiest smiles of EarthG
Lovely with life renew'd were always givenH
To thee belong'd the sunshine and the mirthG
Which bathed all Nature with a glow from HeavenH
To thee the joy of Childhood's earnest heartI
His shouting song and light elastic treadJ
His brows high arch'd and laughing lips apartI
Bright as the wreath that bound his rosy headJ
Thou wert of Innocence the holidayF
Thou garlanded and glad thou ever blooming MayF
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Yet will I not reproach thee for thy changeK
Closed be the flower and leafless be the treeL
Smile not as thou wert wont but sad and strangeK
And joyless let thy tardy coming beL
So shall I miss those infant voices lessM
Calling each other through the garden bowersN
Meeting and parting in wild happinessO
Leading a light dance thro' the sunny hoursN
Those little mirthful hearts who far awayF
Breathe amid cloud capp'd hills a yet more wintry MayF
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Ah boys your play ground is a desert spotQ
Revisited alone and bathed with tearsR
And where ye pass your May day knoweth notQ
The mother who hath watch'd your dawning yearsS
Mine is no more the joy to see ye comeT
And deem each step hath some peculiar graceU
Yours is no more the mother's welcome homeV
Smiling at each beloved familiar faceU
And I an thankfiul that this dreary MayF
Recals not save by name that brighter happier dayF
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I should have felt more mock'd if there had beenW
More peace and sunshine round me had the groveP
Clad in transparent leaves of tender greenX
Been full of murm'ring sounds of Nature's loveP
I should have wept more bitterly beneathY
The frail laburnum trees so faint and fairD
I should have sicken'd at the lilac's breathZ
Thrown by the warm sun on the silent airD
But now with stern regret I wend my wayF
I know thee not thou cold and unfamiliar MayF

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton



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