The Art Of Alma-tadema Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDED FGFG HIHI JKJK| There is no song his colours cannot sing | A |
| For all his art breathes melody and tunes | B |
| The fine keen beauty that his brushes bring | A |
| To murmuring marbles and to golden Junes | B |
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| The music of those marbles you can hear | C |
| In every crevice where the deep green stains | D |
| Have sunken when the grey days of the year | E |
| Spilled leisurely their warm incessant rains | D |
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| That lingering forget to leave the ledge | F |
| But drenched into the seams amid the hush | G |
| Of ages leaving but the silent pledge | F |
| To waken to the wonder of his brush | G |
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| And at the Master's touch the marbles leap | H |
| To life the creamy onyx and the skins | I |
| Of copper coloured leopards and the deep | H |
| Cool basins where the whispering water wins | I |
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| Reflections from the gold and glowing sun | J |
| And tints from warm sweet human flesh for fair | K |
| And subtly lithe and beautiful leans one | J |
| A goddess with a wealth of tawny hair | K |
Emily Pauline Johnson
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