Hope Deferred Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDCDC EFFEGGHIHIJJKK LLMNONNPCCPQQCCQRR CSIIPP TUVVCCAWWAXX

Summer is come again The sun is brightA
And the soft wind is breathing Airy joyB
Is sparkling in thine eyes and in their lightA
My soul is shining Come our day's employB
Shall be to revel in unlikely thingsC
In gayest hopes fondest imaginingsC
And make believes of bliss Come we will talkD
Of waning moons low winds and a dim seaC
Till this fair summer deepening as we walkD
Has grown a paradise for you and meC
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But ah those leaves it was not summer's mouthE
Breathed such a gold upon them And look thereF
That beech how red See through its boughs half bareF
How low the sun lies in the mid day southE
The sweetness is but one pined memory flownG
Back from our summer wandering aloneG
See see the dead leaves falling Hear thy heartH
Which with the year's pulse beating swift or slowI
Takes in the changing world its changing partH
Return a sigh an echo sad and lowI
To the faint scarcely audible soundJ
With which the leaf goes whispering to the groundJ
O love sad winter lieth at the doorK
Behind sad winter age we know no moreK
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Come round me dear hearts All of us will holdL
Each of us compassed we are growing oldL
And if we be not as a ring enchantedM
Hearts around heart with love to keep it gayN
The young who claim the joy that hauntedO
Our visions once will push us far awayN
Into the desolate regions dim and grayN
Where the sea moans and hath no other cryP
The clouds hang low and have no tearsC
Old dreams lie mouldering in a pit of yearsC
And hopes and songs all careless pass us byP
But if all each do keepQ
The rising tide of youth will sweepQ
Around us with its laughter joyous wavesC
As ocean fair some palmy island lavesC
To loneliness heaved slow from out the deepQ
And our youth hover round us like the breathR
Of one that sleeps and sleepeth not to deathR
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Thus ringed eternally to parted gravesC
The sundered doors into one palace homeS
Stumbling through age's thickets we will goI
Faltering but faithful willing to lie lowI
Willing to part not willing to denyP
The lovely past where all the futures lieP
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Oh if thou be who of the live art lordT
Not of the dead Lo by that self same wordU
Thou art not lord of age but lord of youthV
Because there is no age in soothV
Beyond its passing showsC
A mist o'er life's dimmed lantern growsC
Thou break'st the glass out streams the lightA
That knows not youth nor ageW
That fears no darkness nor the rageW
Of windy tempests burning still more brightA
Than when glad youth was all aboutX
And summer winds were outX
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George Macdonald



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