The Last Envoy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABA CCDC EFGE HHIH HHHH JKLK M HM IINI MMMM HHOH MMHMTHIS wind that through the silent woodland blows | A |
O'er rippling corn and dreaming pastures goes | A |
Straight to the garden where the heart of spring | B |
Faints in the heart of summer's earliest rose | A |
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Dimpling the meadow's grassy green and grey | C |
By furze that yellows all the common way | C |
Gathering the gladness of the flowering broom | D |
And too persistent fragrance of the may | C |
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Gathering whatever is of sweet and dear | E |
The wandering wind has passed away from here | F |
Has passed to where within your garden waits | G |
The concentrated sweetness of the year | E |
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And in your leafed enclosure as you stood | H |
Training your flowers to new beatitude | H |
Ah did you guess the wind that kissed your hair | I |
Had kissed my forehead in this solitude | H |
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Had kissed my lips and gathered there the heat | H |
It breathed upon your mouth my only sweet | H |
Had gathered from my eyes the tender thought | H |
That drooped your eyes and stirred your pulses' beat | H |
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You only thought the sun's caress too warm | J |
That lay upon your bosom and your arm | K |
You did not guess the wind had brought from me | L |
The unacknowledged fancy's fire and charm | K |
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You only said 'Too strong these sunlit skies | M |
More dear the moments when the daylight dies ' | - |
And then you dreamed of meetings by your gate | H |
In sanctity of sunset and moonrise | M |
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To night when he shall come and meet you there | I |
To kiss your lips and hands and eyes and hair | I |
To light with love and hope youth's waiting shrine | N |
Think of my love and my assured despair | I |
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To night the wind will rob the languid flowers | M |
Of secret scents kept close through daylit hours | M |
It will blow coolly over dewy lawns | M |
Where the laburnums fall in silent showers | M |
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I too shall learn a secret then shall wrest | H |
Life's hidden things from out her languorous breast | H |
Shall learn the way that leads away from life | O |
Into the land where nothing lives but rest | H |
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You will not know that the cold air you prize | M |
After the stormy sweetness of his sighs | M |
Is cold from blowing through a moonlit wood | H |
Over the hollow where a dead man lies | M |
Edith Nesbit
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