The "stay-at-home's" Pëan Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBCDAD EFGFHIJI KLMLANMN OPAPQPRP AQMQMMSM TMMMPMMM UQCQAVEV

The evenings are damper and colderA
The maples and sumacs are redB
The wild Equinoctial is comingC
The flowers in the garden are deadB
The steamers are all overflowingC
The railroads are all loaded downD
And the beauties we've sighed for all SummerA
Are hurrying back into townD
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They come from the banks of the HudsonE
From the sands of the Branch and Cape MayF
From the parlors of bright SaratogaG
From the dash of Niagara's sprayF
From misty sea salt NarragansettH
From Mahopac's magical lakeI
They come on their way to new conquestsJ
They're longing for more hearts to breakI
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E'en Newport is dull and desertedK
Its billowy beaches no moreL
Made bright with sweet ocean kissed facesM
Love's beacon lights set on the shoreL
The rugged White Hills of New HampshireA
The last of their lovers have seenN
The echoes are left to their slumbersM
No dainty feet thread the ravineN
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On West Point's delightful parade groundO
Sighs many a hapless cadetP
Who's basked through the long days of SummerA
In the smiles of a city coquetteP
And now the incipient heroQ
Beholds his enchantress departP
With the spoils of her lightly won triumphR
His buttons as well as his heartP
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Come dry your eyes Grandmother NatureA
They care not a whit for your woeQ
The city is calling her daughtersM
We can't spare them longer they knowQ
Our beautiful tender voiced darlingsM
With the blue of the deep Summer skiesM
And the glow of the bright Summer sunshineS
Entrapped in their mischievous eyesM
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We know their expenses are awfulT
That horror unspeakable fillsM
The souls of unfortunate fathersM
Who foot up their dressmaker's billsM
That they'd barter their souls for French candyP
That diamonds ruin their peaceM
That they rave over middle aged actorsM
And in other respects are well geeseM
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We laugh at them boys but we love themU
For under their nonsense we knowQ
They've hearts that are honest and lovingC
And souls that are whiter than snowQ
So out with that bottle of RoedererA
Large glasses boys Up goes the corkV
All charged To the belles of creationE
The glorious girls of New YorkV

George Augustus Baker, Jr.



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