Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH

Sweet in her green dell the flower of beauty slumbersA
Lull'd by the faint breezes sighing through her hairB
Sleeps she and hears not the melancholy numbersA
Breathed to my sad lute 'mid the lonely airB
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Down from the high cliffs the rivulet is teemingC
To wind round the willow banks that lure him from aboveD
O that in tears from my rocky prison streamingC
I too could glide to the bower of my loveD
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Ah where the woodbines with sleepy arms have wound herE
Opes she her eyelids at the dream of my layF
Listening like the dove while the fountains echo round herE
To her lost mate's call in the forests far awayF
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Come then my bird For the peace thou ever bearestG
Still Heaven's messenger of comfort to meH
Come this fond bosom O faithfullest and fairestG
Bleeds with its death wound its wound of love for theeH

George Darley



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