From Love's First Fever To Her Plague Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHI FJKLMF NKKEKKKOP QKRSTE LUVWTXTY KZK TA2B2C2KSFD2K

From love's first fever to her plague from the soft secondA
And to the hollow minute of the wombB
From the unfolding to the scissored caulC
The time for breast and the green apron ageD
When no mouth stirred about the hanging famineE
All world was one one windy nothingF
My world was christened in a stream of milkG
And earth and sky were as one airy hillH
The sun and mood shed one white lightI
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From the first print of the unshodden foot the liftingF
Hand the breaking of the hairJ
From the first scent of the heart the warning ghostK
And to the first dumb wonder at the fleshL
The sun was red the moon was greyM
The earth and sky were as two mountains meetingF
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The body prospered teeth in the marrowed gumsN
The growing bones the rumour of the manseedK
Within the hallowed gland blood blessed the heartK
And the four winds that had long blown as oneE
Shone in my ears the light of soundK
Called in my eyes the sound of lightK
And yellow was the multiplying sandK
Each golden grain spat life into its fellowO
Green was the singing houseP
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The plum my mother picked matured slowlyQ
The boy she dropped from darkness at her sideK
Into the sided lap of light grew strongR
Was muscled matted wise to the crying thighS
And to the voice that like a voice of hungerT
Itched in the noise of wind and sunE
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And from the first declension of the fleshL
I learnt man's tongue to twist the shapes of thoughtsU
Into the stony idiom of the brainV
To shade and knit anew the patch of wordsW
Left by the dead who in their moonless acreT
Need no word's warmthX
The root of tongues ends in a spentout cancerT
That but a name where maggots have their XY
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I learnt the verbs of will and had my secretK
The code of night tapped on my tongueZ
What had been one was many sounding mindedK
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One wound one mind spewed out the matterT
One breast gave suck the fever's issueA2
From the divorcing sky I learnt the doubleB2
The two framed globe that spun into a scoreC2
A million minds gave suck to such a budK
As forks my eyeS
Youth did condense the tears of springF
Dissolved in summer and the hundred seasonsD2
One sun one manna warmed and fedK

Dylan Thomas



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