The Voice Of Spring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDDDEE FFDDGH IIJJDD KKDDDD

I come I come ye have called me longA
I come o'er the mountains with light and songA
Ye may trace my step o'er the waking earthB
By the winds which tell of the violet's birthB
By the primrose stars in the shadowy grassC
By the green leaves opening as I passC
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I have breathed on the South and the chestnut flowersD
By thousands have burst from the forest bowersD
And the ancient graves and the fallen fanesD
Are veiled with wreaths on Italian plainsD
But it is not for me in my hour of bloomE
To speak of the ruin or the tombE
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I have looked o'er the hills of the stormy NorthF
And the larch has hung all his tassels forthF
The fisher is out on the sunny seaD
And the reindeer bounds o'er the pastures freeD
And the pine has a fringe of softer greenG
And the moss looks bright where my step has beenH
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I have sent through the wood paths a glowing sighI
And called out each voice of the deep blue skyI
From the night bird's lay through the starry timeJ
In the groves of the soft Hesperian climeJ
To the swan's wild note by the Iceland lakesD
When the dark fir branch into verdure breaksD
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From the streams and founts I have loosed the chainK
They are sweeping on to the silvery mainK
They are flashing down from the mountain browsD
They are flinging spray o'er the forest boughsD
They are bursting fresh from their sparry cavesD
And the earth resounds with the joy of wavesD

Felicia Dorothea Hemans



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