The Senior Fellow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD DEDEAFAF GBGBAHAH IJIJAKAK ALALMNON APAPADADWhen the shades of eve descending | A |
Throw o'er cloistered courts their gloom | B |
Dimly with the twilight blending | A |
Memories long forgotten loom | B |
From the bright fire's falling embers | C |
Faces smile that smiled of yore | D |
Till my heart again remembers | C |
Hopes and thoughts that live no more | D |
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Then again does manhood's vigour | D |
Nerve my arm with iron strength | E |
As of old when trained with rigour | D |
We beat Oxford by a length | E |
Once again the willow wielding | A |
Do I urge the flying ball | F |
Till lost ball the men who're fielding | A |
Hot and weary faintly call | F |
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Then I think of hours of study | G |
Study silent as the tomb | B |
Till the rays of morning ruddy | G |
Shone within my lonely room | B |
Once again my heart is burning | A |
With ambition's restless glow | H |
And long hidden founts of learning | A |
O'er my thirsty spirit flow | H |
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Soon fresh scenes my fancy people | I |
For I see a wooded hill | J |
See above the well known steeple | I |
Hear below the well known rill | J |
Joyous sounds each gale is bringing | A |
Wafted on its fragrant breath | K |
Hark I hear young voices singing | A |
Voices silent now in death | K |
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Brothers sisters loved and loving | A |
Hold me in their fond embrace | L |
Half forgiving half reproving | A |
I can see my Mother's face | L |
Mid a night of raven tresses | M |
Through the gloom two sad eyes shine | N |
And my hand a soft hand presses | O |
And a heart beats close to mine | N |
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In mine ears a voice is ringing | A |
Sweeter far than earthly strain | P |
Heavenly consolation bringing | A |
From the land that knows no pain | P |
And when slowly from me stealing | A |
Fades that vision into air | D |
Every pulse beats with the feeling | A |
That a Spirit loved was there | D |
Edward Woodley Bowling
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