Invitation To The Country Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BBCCDCCDECCDFFFDD GHGH ICCI JBBJ KLLK MNNOPP QRRQSSSTST| A | |
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| Now 'tis Spring on wood and wold | B |
| Early Spring that shivers with cold | B |
| But gladdens and gathers day by day | C |
| A lovelier hue a warmer ray | C |
| A sweeter song a dearer ditty | D |
| Ouzel and throstle new mated and gay | C |
| Singing their bridals on every spray | C |
| Oh hear them deep in the songless City | D |
| Cast off the yoke of toil and smoke | E |
| As Spring is casting winter's grey | C |
| As serpents cast their skins away | C |
| And come for the Country awaits thee with pity | D |
| And longs to bathe thee in her delight | F |
| And take a new joy in thy kindling sight | F |
| And I no less by day and night | F |
| Long for thy coming and watch for and wait thee | D |
| And wonder what duties can thus berate thee | D |
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| Dry fruited firs are dropping their cones | G |
| And vista'd avenues of pines | H |
| Take richer green give fresher tones | G |
| As morn after morn the glad sun shines | H |
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| Primrose tufts peep over the brooks | I |
| Fair faces amid moist decay | C |
| The rivulets run with the dead leaves at play | C |
| The leafless elms are alive with the rooks | I |
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| Over the meadows the cowslips are springing | J |
| The marshes are thick with king cup gold | B |
| Clear is the cry of the lambs in the fold | B |
| The skylark is singing and singing and singing | J |
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| Soon comes the cuckoo when April is fair | K |
| And her blue eye the brighter the more it may weep | L |
| The frog and the butterfly wake from their sleep | L |
| Each to its element water and air | K |
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| Mist hangs still on every hill | M |
| And curls up the valleys at eve but noon | N |
| Is fullest of Spring and at midnight the moon | N |
| Gives her westering throne to Orion's bright zone | O |
| As he slopes o'er the darkened world's repose | P |
| And a lustre in eastern Sirius glows | P |
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| Come in the season of opening buds | Q |
| Come and molest not the otter that whistles | R |
| Unlit by the moon 'mid the wet winter bristles | R |
| Of willow half drowned in the fattening floods | Q |
| Let him catch his cold fish without fear of a gun | S |
| And the stars shall shield him and thou wilt shun | S |
| And every little bird under the sun | S |
| Shall know that the bounty of Spring doth dwell | T |
| In the winds that blow in the waters that run | S |
| And in the breast of man as well | T |
George Meredith
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