A Dream Of Sunshine Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEE FFGGHHIIEE JJKKHHLLEE MMHHNNLLEE NNOOEEPQEE RRMMNNSSEE HHTTUUVVEE WWIIHHHHEE| I'm weary of this weather and I hanker for the ways | A |
| Which people read of in the psalms and preachers paraphrase | A |
| The grassy fields the leafy woods the banks where I can lie | B |
| And listen to the music of the brook that flutters by | B |
| Or by the pond out yonder hear the redwing blackbird's call | C |
| Where he makes believe he has a nest but hasn't one at all | C |
| And by my side should be a friend a trusty genial friend | D |
| With plenteous store of tales galore and natural leaf to lend | D |
| Oh how I pine and hanker for the gracious boon of spring | E |
| For then I'm going a fishing with John Lyle King | E |
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| How like to pigmies will appear creation as we float | F |
| Upon the bosom of the tide in a three by thirteen boat | F |
| Forgotten all vexations and all vanities shall be | G |
| As we cast our cares to windward and our anchor to the lee | G |
| Anon the minnow bucket will emit batrachian sobs | H |
| And the devil's darning needles shall come wooing of our bobs | H |
| The sun shall kiss our noses and the breezes toss our hair | I |
| This latter metaphoric we've no fimbriae to spare | I |
| And I transported by the bliss shan't do a plaguey thing | E |
| But cut the bait and string the fish for John Lyle King | E |
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| Or if I angle it will be for bullheads and the like | J |
| While he shall fish for gamey bass for pickerel and for pike | J |
| I really do not care a rap for all the fish that swim | K |
| But it's worth the wealth of Indies just to be along with him | K |
| In grassy fields in leafy woods beside the water brooks | H |
| And hear him tell of things he's seen or read of in his books | H |
| To hear the sweet philosophy that trickles in and out | L |
| The while he is discoursing of the things we talk about | L |
| A fountain head refreshing a clear perennial spring | E |
| Is the genial conversation of John Lyle King | E |
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| Should varying winds or shifting tides redound to our despite | M |
| In other words should we return all bootless home at night | M |
| I'd back him up in anything he had a mind to say | H |
| Of mighty bass he'd left behind or lost upon the way | H |
| I'd nod assent to every yarn involving piscine game | N |
| I'd cross my heart and make my affidavit to the same | N |
| For what is friendship but a scheme to help a fellow out | L |
| And what a paltry fish or two to make such bones about | L |
| Nay Sentiment a mantle of sweet charity would fling | E |
| O'er perjuries committed for John Lyle King | E |
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| At night when as the camp fire cast a ruddy genial flame | N |
| He'd bring his tuneful fiddle out and play upon the same | N |
| No diabolic engine this no instrument of sin | O |
| No relative at all to that lewd toy the violin | O |
| But a godly hoosier fiddle a quaint archaic thing | E |
| Full of all the proper melodies our grandmas used to sing | E |
| With Bonnie Doon and Nellie Gray and Sitting on the Stile | P |
| The Heart Bowed Down the White Cockade and Charming Annie Lisle | Q |
| Our hearts would echo and the sombre empyrean ring | E |
| Beneath the wizard sorcery of John Lyle King | E |
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| The subsequent proceedings should interest me no more | R |
| Wrapped in a woolen blanket should I calmly dream and snore | R |
| The finny game that swims by day is my supreme delight | M |
| And not the scaly game that flies in darkness of the night | M |
| Let those who are so minded pursue this latter game | N |
| But not repine if they should lose a boodle in the same | N |
| For an example to you all one paragon should serve | S |
| He towers a very monument to valor and to nerve | S |
| No bob tail flush no nine spot high no measly pair can wring | E |
| A groan of desperation from John Lyle King | E |
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| A truce to badinage I hope far distant is the day | H |
| When from these scenes terrestrial our friend shall pass away | H |
| We like to hear his cheery voice uplifted in the land | T |
| To see his calm benignant face to grasp his honest hand | T |
| We like him for his learning his sincerity his truth | U |
| His gallantry to woman and his kindliness to youth | U |
| For the lenience of his nature for the vigor of his mind | V |
| For the fulness of that charity he bears to all mankind | V |
| That's why we folks who know him best so reverently cling | E |
| And that is why I pen these lines to John Lyle King | E |
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| And now adieu a fond adieu to thee O muse of rhyme | W |
| I do remand thee to the shades until that happier time | W |
| When fields are green and posies gay are budding everywhere | I |
| And there's a smell of clover bloom upon the vernal air | I |
| When by the pond out yonder the redwing blackbird calls | H |
| And distant hills are wed to Spring in veils of water falls | H |
| When from his aqueous element the famished pickerel springs | H |
| Two hundred feet into the air for butterflies and things | H |
| Then come again O gracious muse and teach me how to sing | E |
| The glory of a fishing cruise with John Lyle King | E |
Eugene Field
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