Uses Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF

Ah from the niggard tree of TimeA
How quickly fall the hoursB
It needs no touch of wind or rimeA
To loose such facile flowersB
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Drift of the dead year's harvestingC
They clog to morrow's wayD
Yet serve to shelter growths of springC
Beneath their warm decayD
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Or blent by pious hands with rareE
Sweet savours of contentF
Surprise the soul's December airE
With June's forgotten scentF

Edith Wharton



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