Songs Of The Autumn Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DADA EFEF GHGI A JKLK MNMN OAPA QRST A UVUV CWCW XYXY ZA2ZA2 B2 EC2EC2 D2VE2V F2YF2Y G2H2G2H2

IA
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We bore him through the golden landB
One early harvest mornC
The corn stood ripe on either handB
He knew all about the cornC
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How shall the harvest gathered beD
Without him standing byA
Without him walking on the leaD
The sky is scarce a skyA
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The year's glad work is almost doneE
The land is rich in fruitF
Yellow it floats in air and sunE
Earth holds it by the rootF
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Why should earth hold it for a dayG
When harvest time is comeH
Death is triumphant o'er decayG
And leads the ripened homeI
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IIA
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And though the sun be not so warmJ
His shining is not lostK
Both corn and hope of heart and farmL
Lie hid from coming frostK
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The sombre woods are richly sadM
Their leaves are red and goldN
Are thoughts in solemn splendour cladM
Signs that we men grow oldN
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Strange odours haunt the doubtful brainO
From fields and days gone byA
And mournful memories againP
Are born are loved and dieA
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The mornings clear the evenings coolQ
Foretell no wintry warsR
The day of dying leaves is fullS
The night of glowing starsT
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IIIA
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'Tis late before the sun will riseU
And early he will goV
Gray fringes hang from the gray skiesU
And wet the ground belowV
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Red fruit has followed golden cornC
The leaves are few and sereW
My thoughts are old as soon as bornC
And chill with coming fearW
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The winds lie sick no softest breathX
Floats through the branches bareY
A silence as of coming deathX
Is growing in the airY
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But what must fade can bear to fadeZ
Was born to meet the illA2
Creep on old Winter deathly shadeZ
We sorrow and are stillA2
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IVB2
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There is no longer any heavenE
To glorify our cloudsC2
The rising vapours downward drivenE
Come home in palls and shroudsC2
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The sun himself is ill bestedD2
A heavenly sign to showV
His radiance dimmed to glowing redE2
Can hardly further goV
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An earthy damp a churchyard gloomF2
Pervade the moveless airY
The year is sinking to its tombF2
And death is everywhereY
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But while sad thoughts together creepG2
Like bees too cold to stingH2
God's children in their beds asleepG2
Are dreaming of the springH2

George Macdonald



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