Poet Francis Ledwidge

Francis Ledwidge

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Thoughts At The Trysting Stile Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEDF EGHHHH IJIEKEKLH LHHHHMHH

Come May and hang a white flag on each thornA
Make truce with earth and heaven the April childB
Now hides her sulky face deep in the mornA
Of your new flowers by the water wildB
And in the ripples of the rising grassC
And rushes bent to let the south wind passC
On with her tumult of swift nomad wingsD
And broken domes of downy dandelionE
Only in spasms now the blackbird singsD
The hour is all a dreamF
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Nets of woodbineE
Throw woven shadows over dreaming flowersG
And dreaming a bee luring lily bendsH
Its tender bell where blue dyke water cowersH
Thro' briars and folded ferns and gripping endsH
Of wild convolvulusH
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The lark's sky wayI
Is desolateJ
I watch an apple sprayI
Beckon across a wall as if it knewE
I wait the calling of the orchard maidK
Inly I fell she will come in blueE
With yellow on her hair and two curls strayedK
Out of her comb's loose stocks and I shall stealL
Behind and lay my hands upon her eyesH
'Look not but be my Psyche '-
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And her pealL
Of laughter will ring far and as she triesH
For freedom I will call her names of flowersH
That climb up walls then thro' the twilight hoursH
We'll talk about the loves of ancient queensH
And kisses like wasp honey false and sweetM
And how we are entangled in love's snaresH
Like wind looped flowersH

Francis Ledwidge



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