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 movedA
Among the rathe wild blooms she lovedB
When Spring came tip toe down the slopesC
Atremble 'twixt her doubts and hopesC
Half fearful and all virginalD
How Silvia sought this dell to callE
Her flowers into full festivalD
And chid them with this madrigalD
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The busy spider hangs the brushF
With filmy gossamersC
The frogs are croaking in the creekG
The sluggish blacksnake stirsC
But still the ground is bare of bloomH
Beneath the fragrant firsC
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Arise arise O briar roseC
And sleepy violetI
Awake awake anemoneJ
Your wintry dreams forgetK
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For shame you tardy marigoldL
Are you not budded yetK
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The Swallow's back and claims the eavesC
That last year were his homeM
The Robin follows where the plowN
Breaks up the crusted loamM
And Red wings spies the Thrush and pipesC
'Look Speckle breast is come '-
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Up blooms and storm the wooded slopesC
The lowlands and the plainO
Blow jonquil blow your golden hornP
Across the ranks of rainO
To arms to arms and put to flightQ
The Winter's broken trainO
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She paused beside this selfsame rillR
And as she ceased a daffodilR
Held up reproachfully his headS
And fluttered into speech and saidS
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Chide not the flowers You little knowT
Of all their travail 'neath the snowT
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Their struggling hoursC
Of choking sorrow undergroundU
Chide not the flowersC
You little guess of that profoundU
And blind dumb agony of oursC
Yet victor here beside the rillR
I greet the light that I have foundU
A DaffodilR
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And when the Daffodil was doneV
A boastful Marigold spake onW
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Oh chide the white frost if you chooseC
The heavy clod so hard to looseC
The preying powersC
Of worm and insect undergroundU
Chide not the flowersC
For spite of scathe and cruel woundU
Unconquered by the sunless hoursC
I rise in regal pride a boldL
And golden hearted golden crownedU
Marsh MarigoldL
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And when she came no more her creekG
Would not believe but bade us seekG
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Hither yon and to and froT
Everywhere that children goT
When the SpringX
Is on the wingX
And the winds of April blowT
I will never think her deadS
She will come again it saidS
And then the birds that use the valeY
Broken hearted turned the taleY
Into syllables of songZ
And chirped it half a summer longZ
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Silvia SilviaA2
Be our Song once moreB2
Our vale revisit SilviaA2
And be our Song once moreB2
For joy lies sleeping in the luteC2
The merry pipe the woodland fluteC2
And all the pleading reeds are muteC2
That breathed to thee of yoreB2
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Silvia SilviaA2
Be our Moon againD2
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Shine on our valley SilviaA2
And be our Moon againD2
The fluffy owl and nightingaleY
Flit silent through the darkling valeY
Or utter only words of wailY
From throats all harsh with painO
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Silvia SilviaA2
Be Springtime as of oldL
Come clad in laughter SilviaA2
Our Springtime as of oldL
The waiting lowlands and the hillsC
Are tremulous with daffodilsC
Unblown until thy footstep thrillsC
Their promise into goldL
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And musing on her here I tooE2
Must wonder if it can be trueE2
She died as other mortals doE2
The thought would fit her more to feignO
That full of life and unawareF2
That earth holds aught of grief or stainO
The fairies stole and hold her whereF2
Death enters not nor strife nor painO
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That drowsing on some bed of pansiesC
By Titania's necromanciesC
Her senses were to slumber lulledG2
Deeply sunken steeped and dulledG2
And by wafture of swift pinionsC
She was borne out through earth's portalsC
To the fairy queen's dominionsC
To some land of the immortalsC

Don Marquis



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