Exiled Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE EBEB GEHE GIJJ JJGJ GEEE BKCL BMNO

Searching my heart for its true sorrowA
This is the thing I find to beB
That I am weary of words and peopleC
Sick of the city wanting the seaB
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Wanting the sticky salty sweetnessD
Of the strong wind and shattered sprayE
Wanting the loud sound and the soft soundF
Of the big surf that breaks all dayE
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Always before about my dooryardE
Marking the reach of the winter seaB
Rooted in sand and dragging drift woodE
Straggled the purple wild sweet peaB
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Always I climbed the wave at morningG
Shook the sand from my shoes at nightE
That now am caught beneath great buildingsH
Stricken with noise confused with lightE
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If I could hear the green piles groaningG
Under the windy wooden piersI
See once again the bobbing barrelsJ
And the black sticks that fence the weirsJ
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If I could see the weedy musselsJ
Crusting the wrecked and rotting hullsJ
Hear once again the hungry cryingG
Overhead of the wheeling gullsJ
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Feel once again the shanty strainingG
Under the turning of the tideE
Fear once again the rising freshetE
Dread the bell in the fog outsideE
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I should be happy that was happyB
All day long on the coast of MaineK
I have a need to hold and handleC
Shells and anchors and ships againL
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I should be happy that am happyB
Never at all since I came hereM
I am too long away from waterN
I have a need of water nearO

Edna St. Vincent Millay



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