The Wind Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BC DBED C EB F GHFFHIH A J G CJ BBJ JKJJGKJK F GHLLHGH| THE TALE | A |
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| Cometh the Wind from the garden fragrant and full of sweet singing | B |
| Under my tree where I sit cometh the Wind to confession | C |
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| Out in the garden abides the Queen of the beautiful Roses | D |
| Her do I love and to night wooed her with passionate singing | B |
| Told I my love in those songs and answer she gave in her blushes | E |
| She shall be bride of the Wind and she is the Queen of the Roses | D |
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| Wind there is spice in thy breath thy rapture hath fragrance Sabaean | C |
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| Straight from my wooing I come my lips are bedewed with her kisses | E |
| My lips and my song and my heart are drunk with the rapture of loving | B |
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| THE SONG | F |
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| The Wind he loveth the red red Rose | G |
| And he wooeth his love to wed | H |
| Sweet is his song | F |
| The Summer long | F |
| As he kisseth her lips so red | H |
| And he recketh naught of the ruin wrought | I |
| When the Summer of love is sped | H |
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| AGAIN THE TALE | A |
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| Cometh the Wind from the garden bitter with sorrow of winter | J |
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| Wind is thy love song forgot Wherefore thy dread lamentations | G |
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| Sigheth and moaneth the Wind Out of the desolate garden | C |
| Come I from vigils with ghosts over the grave of the Summer | J |
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| Thy breath that was fragrant anon with rapture of music and loving | B |
| It grieveth all things with its sting and the frost of its wailing | B |
| displeasure | J |
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| The Wind maketh ever more moan and ever it giveth this answer | J |
| My heart it is numb with the cold of the love that was born of the | K |
| Summer | J |
| I come from the garden all white with the wrath and the sorrow of Winter | J |
| I have kissed the low desolate tomb where my bride in her loveliness | G |
| lieth | K |
| And the voice of the ghost in my heart is the voice that forever | J |
| outcrieth | K |
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| AGAIN THE SONG | F |
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| The Wind he waileth the red red Rose | G |
| When the Summer of love is sped | H |
| He waileth above | L |
| His lifeless love | L |
| With her shroud of snow o'erspread | H |
| Crieth such things as a true heart brings | G |
| To the grave of its precious dead | H |
Eugene Field
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