The Singing Wire Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCB DEFE GHGH HIHI JKJK LMNM HOHO PKPK IHIH QRQR STST RURU TVTO GWGWHark to that faint ethereal twang | A |
That from the bosom of the breeze | B |
Has caught its rise and fall there rang | C |
Aolian harmonies | B |
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I looked again the mournful chords | D |
In random rhythm lightly flung | E |
From off the wire came shaped in words | F |
And thus meseemed they sung | E |
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I messenger of many fates | G |
Strung to the tones of woe or weal | H |
Fine nerve that thrills and palpitates | G |
With all men know or feel | H |
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Oh is it strange that I should wail | H |
Leave me my tearless sad refrain | I |
When in the pine top wakes the gale | H |
That breathes of coming rain | I |
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There is a spirit in the post | J |
It too was once a murmuring tree | K |
Its sapless sad and withered ghost | J |
Echoes my melody | K |
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Come close and lay your listening ear | L |
Against the bare and branchless wood | M |
Say croons it not so low and clear | N |
As if it understood | M |
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I listened to the branchless pole | H |
That held aloft the singing wire | O |
I heard its muffled music roll | H |
And stirred with sweet desire | O |
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O wire more soft than seasoned lute | P |
Hast thou no sunlit word for me | K |
Though long to me so coyly mute | P |
Sure she may speak through thee | K |
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I listened but it was in vain | I |
At first the wind's old wayward will | H |
Drew forth the tearless sad refrain | I |
That ceased and all was still | H |
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But suddenly some kindling shock | Q |
Struck flashing through the wire a bird | R |
Poised on it screamed and flew the flock | Q |
Rose with him wheeled and whirred | R |
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Then to my soul there came this sense | S |
Her heart has answered unto thine | T |
She comes to night Go hie thee hence | S |
Meet her no more repine | T |
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Mayhap the fancy was far fetched | R |
And yet mayhap it hinted true | U |
Ere moonrise Love a hand was stretched | R |
In mine that gave me you | U |
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And so more dear to me has grown | T |
Than rarest tones swept from the lyre | V |
The minor movement of that moan | T |
In yonder singing wire | O |
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Nor care I for the will of states | G |
Or aught besides that smites that string | W |
Since then so close it knit our fates | G |
What time the bird took wing | W |
George Parsons Lathrop
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