The Hunter's Indian Dove Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFF GGHHFF

DARK is her cheek but her blood s rich blushA
Comes through its dusk with a sunset flushA
While joy like a prairie bee slaketh its drouthB
At the red honey cup of her smiling mouthB
And her wild eyes glow like meteors thereC
Neath the streaming storm of her night black hairC
And ever I pride in my forest choiceD
The more while I list to her bird like voiceD
Warbling old songs in her own wild speechE
But with this new burden still added to eachE
Who ll pity who ll comfort the dark wood doveF
When the white hawk leaves her to die of loveF
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O then by the artless tears that riseG
Neath the downcast lids of her gleaming eyesG
By the truthfully tender and touching graceH
That boding passion then lends to her faceH
I swear in the very wild spirit of loveF
Never to leave her my Indian doveF

Charles Harpur



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