The Song-sparrow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGHII JKJLMM ININCC OCOCGG PQPQPP RSRSTT UVUWUUGlimmers gray the leafless thicket | A |
Close beside my garden gate | B |
Where so light from post to picket | A |
Hops the sparrow blithe sedate | B |
Who with meekly folded wing | C |
Comes to sun himself and sing | C |
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It was there perhaps last year | D |
That his little house he built | E |
For he seems to perk and peer | D |
And to twitter too and tilt | E |
The bare branches in between | F |
With a fond familiar mien | F |
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Once I know there was a nest | G |
Held there by the sideward thrust | H |
Of those twigs that touch his breast | G |
Though 'tis gone now Some rude gust | H |
Caught it over full of snow | I |
Bent the bush and robbed it so | I |
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Thus our highest holds are lost | J |
By the ruthless winter's wind | K |
When with swift dismantling frost | J |
The green woods we dwelt in thinn'd | L |
Of their leafage grow too cold | M |
For frail hopes of summer's mold | M |
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But if we with spring days mellow | I |
Wake to woeful wrecks of change | N |
And the sparrow's ritornello | I |
Scaling still its old sweet range | N |
Can we do a better thing | C |
Than with him still build and sing | C |
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Oh my sparrow thou dost breed | O |
Thought in me beyond all telling | C |
Shootest through me sunlight seed | O |
And fruitful blessing with that welling | C |
Ripple of ecstatic rest | G |
Gurgling ever from thy breast | G |
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And thy breezy carol spurs | P |
Vital motion in my blood | Q |
Such as in the sapwood stirs | P |
Swells and shapes the pointed bud | Q |
Of the lilac and besets | P |
The hollows thick with violets | P |
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Yet I know not any charm | R |
That can make the fleeting time | S |
Of thy sylvan faint alarm | R |
Suit itself to human rhyme | S |
And my yearning rhythmic word | T |
Does thee grievous wrong dear bird | T |
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So however thou hast wrought | U |
This wild joy on heart and brain | V |
It is better left untaught | U |
Take thou up the song again | W |
There is nothing sad afloat | U |
On the tide that swells thy throat | U |
George Parsons Lathrop
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