Ingavar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GHHHEHG FIJIKLEE MNONEHM PQ RSTUT VEEEWHT UTXTTVYV ZHEHZHTHHH

O the trees grow straight and the trees grow tallA
And the trees grow all aroundB
And the long limbs sprout the trunks aboutC
Where the Davlo owl is foundB
And the Davlo bird is most absurdD
In the early days of JuneE
For he sings this song the whole day longF
To a strange fantastic tuneE
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'O ink ink ink I sit and thinkG
I brood on the Wildwood TreeH
But near or far on IngavarH
No ink no ink I seeH
And late or soon the swift cartoonE
Must soar to the Utmost StarH
O ink ink ink I swoon I sinkG
O inkless Ingavar '-
-
O the trees grow long and the trees grow strongF
And the tress grow good and greenI
And the gloomy shades steal thro' the gladesJ
Where the Halgi Tit is seenI
And the Halgi Tit he loves to sitK
On the frond of a swaying fernL
And croon and croon to a low loose tuneE
This nervous nude NocturnE
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'Chow white chow white All night all nightM
While the moon peeps thro' the leavesN
And the sad wind soughs thro' inlaced boughsO
Where the shadows creep like thievesN
I cry and yearn for the Nude NocturnE
O I seek her near and farH
Chow white chow white I croon all nightM
Thro' the glades of Ingavar '-
-
O the trees grow pale and tall trees quailP
And the sacred trees whisper softQ
And the startled bush it murmurs 'Hush '-
When the Denawk swoops aloftR
And as he swoops he shrieks and whoopsS
In a ruthless Rhythmic wayT
For twixt the trees and the sobbing breezeU
The Denawk seeks his preyT
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'Ho rhyme rhyme rhyme All fat and primeV
I live by rhyme aloneE
In bush and town I hunt it downE
And tear it flesh from boneE
With a purpose grim for the synonymW
I forage near and farH
And I rend my prey in a rhythmic wayT
On the gums of Ingavar '-
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O yearning trees O burning treesU
O trees that bend and swayT
The good brown earth that gave you birthX
Is very damp to dayT
In mire and mud we slid we've sludT
Our boots are filled with slimeV
Farewell ye gums till summer comesY
Farewell till SummertimeV
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The Davlo hoots the Halgi tootsZ
The Denawk swoops no moreH
Alone to yearn the Nude NocturnE
Adorns your leafy floorH
But Trees O trees what ecstaciesZ
Thrill thro' you root and sparH
When the Lord High Pot comes up to squatT
In the Glades of IngavarH
AfarH
Green glades of IngavarH

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis



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