Sonnet Lxxxii: Hoarded Joy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCADEDEAA

I said Nay pluck not let the first fruit beA
Even as thou sayest it is sweet and redB
But let it ripen still The tree's bent headB
Sees in the stream its own fecundityA
And bides the day of fulness Shall not weA
At the sun's hour that day possess the shadeC
And claim our fruit before its ripeness fadeC
And eat it from the branch and praise the treeA
I say Alas our fruit hath wooed the sunD
Too long 'tis fallen and floats adown the streamE
Lo the last clusters Pluck them every oneD
And let us sup with summer ere the gleamE
Of autumn set the year's pent sorrow freeA
And the woods wail like echoes from the seaA

Dante Gabriel Rossetti



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