A Rhyme Of The Roads Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFE GEHEIJKJ LMNMOIPI BJBJCQGQ RRSR TUNU NVOVQQQQ GWBWBBXB YYGZOA2B2A2| Pearl Slashed and purple and crimson and | A |
| fringed with gray mist of the hills | B |
| The pennons of morning advance to the music of | C |
| rock fretted rills | B |
| The dumb forest quickens to song and the little | D |
| gusts shout as they fling | E |
| A floor cloth of orchard bloom down for the flash | F |
| ing quick feet of the Spring | E |
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| To the road gipsy heart thou and I 'Tis the | G |
| mad piper Spring who is leading | E |
| 'Tis the pulse of his piping that throbs through | H |
| the brain irresistibly pleading | E |
| Full blossomed deep bosomed fain woman light | I |
| footed lute throated and fleet | J |
| We have drunk of the wine of this Wanderer's song | K |
| let us follow his feet | J |
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| Like raveled red girdles flung down by some | L |
| hoidenish goddess in mirth | M |
| The tangled roads reach from rim unto utter | N |
| most rim of the earth | M |
| We will weave of these strands a strong net we | O |
| will snare the bright wings of delight | I |
| We will make of these strings a sweet lute that | P |
| will shame the low wind harps of night | I |
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| The clamor of tongues and the clangor of trades | B |
| in the peevish packed street | J |
| The arrogant jangling Nothings with iterant dis | B |
| sonant beat | J |
| The clattering senseless endeavor with dross of | C |
| mere gold for its goal | Q |
| These have sickened the senses and wearied the | G |
| brain and straitened the soul | Q |
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| Come forth and be cleansed of the folly of strife | R |
| for things worthless of strife | R |
| Come forth and gain life and grasp God by fore | S |
| going gains worthless of life | R |
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| It was thus spake the wizard wildwood low | T |
| voiced to the hearkening heart | U |
| It was thus sang the jovial hills and the harper | N |
| sun bore part | U |
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| O woman whose blood as my blood with the fire | N |
| of the Spring is aflame | V |
| We did well when the red roads called that we | O |
| heeded the call and came | V |
| Came forth to the sweet wise silence where soul | Q |
| may speak sooth unto soul | Q |
| Vine wreathed and vagabond Love with the goal | Q |
| of Nowhere for our goal | Q |
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| What planet crowned Dusk that wanders the | G |
| steeps of our firmament there | W |
| Hath gems that may match with the dew opals | B |
| meshed in thine opulent hair | W |
| What wind witch that skims the curled billows | B |
| with feet they are fain to caress | B |
| Hath sandals so wing'd as thine art with a god | X |
| like carelessness | B |
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| And dare we not dream this is heaven to wan | Y |
| der thus on ever on | Y |
| Through the hush heavy valleys of space up the | G |
| flushing red slopes of the dawn | Z |
| For none that seeks rest shall find rest till he | O |
| ceaseth his striving for rest | A2 |
| And the gain of the quest is the joy of the road | B2 |
| that allures to the quest | A2 |
Don Marquis
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