Silvia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDEDD FCGCHC CIJK LK CMNMC COPOQO RRSS TT CUCUCRUR VW CCCUCUCLUL GG TTXXTSSYYZZ A2B2A2B2C2C2C2B2 A2D2 A2D2YYYO A2LA2LCCCL E2E2E2OF2OF2O CCG2G2CCCC| I still remember how she moved | A |
| Among the rathe wild blooms she loved | B |
| When Spring came tip toe down the slopes | C |
| Atremble 'twixt her doubts and hopes | C |
| Half fearful and all virginal | D |
| How Silvia sought this dell to call | E |
| Her flowers into full festival | D |
| And chid them with this madrigal | D |
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| The busy spider hangs the brush | F |
| With filmy gossamers | C |
| The frogs are croaking in the creek | G |
| The sluggish blacksnake stirs | C |
| But still the ground is bare of bloom | H |
| Beneath the fragrant firs | C |
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| Arise arise O briar rose | C |
| And sleepy violet | I |
| Awake awake anemone | J |
| Your wintry dreams forget | K |
| - | |
| For shame you tardy marigold | L |
| Are you not budded yet | K |
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| The Swallow's back and claims the eaves | C |
| That last year were his home | M |
| The Robin follows where the plow | N |
| Breaks up the crusted loam | M |
| And Red wings spies the Thrush and pipes | C |
| 'Look Speckle breast is come ' | - |
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| Up blooms and storm the wooded slopes | C |
| The lowlands and the plain | O |
| Blow jonquil blow your golden horn | P |
| Across the ranks of rain | O |
| To arms to arms and put to flight | Q |
| The Winter's broken train | O |
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| She paused beside this selfsame rill | R |
| And as she ceased a daffodil | R |
| Held up reproachfully his head | S |
| And fluttered into speech and said | S |
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| Chide not the flowers You little know | T |
| Of all their travail 'neath the snow | T |
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| Their struggling hours | C |
| Of choking sorrow underground | U |
| Chide not the flowers | C |
| You little guess of that profound | U |
| And blind dumb agony of ours | C |
| Yet victor here beside the rill | R |
| I greet the light that I have found | U |
| A Daffodil | R |
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| And when the Daffodil was done | V |
| A boastful Marigold spake on | W |
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| Oh chide the white frost if you choose | C |
| The heavy clod so hard to loose | C |
| The preying powers | C |
| Of worm and insect underground | U |
| Chide not the flowers | C |
| For spite of scathe and cruel wound | U |
| Unconquered by the sunless hours | C |
| I rise in regal pride a bold | L |
| And golden hearted golden crowned | U |
| Marsh Marigold | L |
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| And when she came no more her creek | G |
| Would not believe but bade us seek | G |
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| Hither yon and to and fro | T |
| Everywhere that children go | T |
| When the Spring | X |
| Is on the wing | X |
| And the winds of April blow | T |
| I will never think her dead | S |
| She will come again it said | S |
| And then the birds that use the vale | Y |
| Broken hearted turned the tale | Y |
| Into syllables of song | Z |
| And chirped it half a summer long | Z |
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| Silvia Silvia | A2 |
| Be our Song once more | B2 |
| Our vale revisit Silvia | A2 |
| And be our Song once more | B2 |
| For joy lies sleeping in the lute | C2 |
| The merry pipe the woodland flute | C2 |
| And all the pleading reeds are mute | C2 |
| That breathed to thee of yore | B2 |
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| Silvia Silvia | A2 |
| Be our Moon again | D2 |
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| Shine on our valley Silvia | A2 |
| And be our Moon again | D2 |
| The fluffy owl and nightingale | Y |
| Flit silent through the darkling vale | Y |
| Or utter only words of wail | Y |
| From throats all harsh with pain | O |
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| Silvia Silvia | A2 |
| Be Springtime as of old | L |
| Come clad in laughter Silvia | A2 |
| Our Springtime as of old | L |
| The waiting lowlands and the hills | C |
| Are tremulous with daffodils | C |
| Unblown until thy footstep thrills | C |
| Their promise into gold | L |
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| And musing on her here I too | E2 |
| Must wonder if it can be true | E2 |
| She died as other mortals do | E2 |
| The thought would fit her more to feign | O |
| That full of life and unaware | F2 |
| That earth holds aught of grief or stain | O |
| The fairies stole and hold her where | F2 |
| Death enters not nor strife nor pain | O |
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| That drowsing on some bed of pansies | C |
| By Titania's necromancies | C |
| Her senses were to slumber lulled | G2 |
| Deeply sunken steeped and dulled | G2 |
| And by wafture of swift pinions | C |
| She was borne out through earth's portals | C |
| To the fairy queen's dominions | C |
| To some land of the immortals | C |
Don Marquis
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