Dance Of The Seasons Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEDFGEFGAAHH IJJJFJFJAJAJ KLKLMNNMOOPPQR SJSJTTSSHHJUJUJJVJMV MSSTTSSWWMMSSJJHDDJJ S TXJXJJJUUSHSHYYYY ZTYTYJZJ JJJJSMSMTTV TMMVVXXVVA2A2B2B2UUP P MMC2AC2AHRHRPAPC2C2A AC2C2C2 M JZD2ZE2MMF2F2JJSJJSM AMAF2F2AF2 JG2JG2MMMMH2I2H2J2PF 2PF2AK2AK2ML2ML2MJAA F2F2 S ZNJTNJTF2M2F2M2N2SL2 L2SN2 MMTSSTO2SSO2S

I SpringA
-
AllegroB
Wake wakeC
Out of the snow and the mistD
In rain wet wind blown gauzeE
Of amber and amethystD
Cometh Spring like a girlF
Trembling and timorousG
She peers through the thin white thawsE
Afraid of the winds that whirlF
Down paths all perilousG
Where her so tender feet are softly goingA
Where the rich earth is awaiting her lavish sowingA
Of green and purple and whiteH
In the gardens of day and nightH
-
Hither she comesI
Oh lightly she wavers and lingersJ
The chill gray storm benumbsJ
Her lifted rose petal fingersJ
And looses her hair from its fillet of pearlF
Her soft dew fringed eyesJ
The virginal eyes of a girlF
Gaze at the foam veiled skiesJ
Search for the sun who is hidingA
His amorous glowing faceJ
For the spirit of life now glidingA
Unseen through every placeJ
-
Blown blownK
Hither and yonL
Dashed by the winds that groanK
Lashed by the frost elves wanL
Whipped by the envious ghosts of old years long goneM
That chatter and sighN
Of the ruin nighN
Of death and darkness and sorrow that come anonM
Yet bold and braveO
She dares the young Spring to dance on that ancient graveO
To dance with delicate feetP
On the world's despair and defeatP
On the Winter's ashen pallQ
That covers allR
-
Look she lifts the coverS
A corner of that frost film pall she liftsJ
Now Earth great hearted loverS
Smiles upward through the dew bespangled riftsJ
And shining sunbeams pages of the dayT
Roll up the mantle bear it far awayT
Then the Earth laughs with pleasureS
And tosses from her treasureS
Store of blue crocuses and snow drops whiteH
Glad trilliums that make the woodland brightH
Rich arbutus and shadowy violetsJ
Till caught in webs of bloomU
Light footed Spring her stormy woe forgetsJ
Forgets the cold the gloomU
Blesses with errant graceJ
Each dim forgotten placeJ
Of drooping leaves muffles the maples bareV
In lilac veils covers with tendernessJ
The harsh brown world and then when all is wonM
Trails languorous dreams dreams exquisite and rareV
And shrinking from the bold too fervid sunM
Shyly gives overS
Her royal loverS
Like one afraid of love who will not stayT
Love's perfect dayT
Lightly gives overS
Inconstant roverS
Her glad fresh garlanded world and like the dewW
Sleeps in the blueW
She tosses downM
Her flowery crownM
Into the lap of SummerS
Glad newcomerS
Smiling adorns her with treasure of growing thingsJ
And softly singsJ
Even while she fades in lightH
A wraith a mistD
Of amethystD
A spirit a dream that goesJ
But whither who knowsJ
-
-
II SummerS
-
AndanteT
Hus h hush Wake not the drowsy Summer she would dreamX
Heavy with growing thingsJ
Dance lightly where her beauty lies agleamX
Under languidly folded wingsJ
Over the delicate grassesJ
A breath a spirit passesJ
A song and the odor of bloomU
Give way make roomU
The Summer has met her loverS
By day by nightH
He has brought from the stars bright roverS
Heaven's fire heaven's lightH
He has filled her with life that sleepethY
That waits for birthY
As a jewel its bright fire keepethY
In the rock bound earthY
-
Softly slowlyZ
Dance and swayT
While Summer dreamethY
The moons awayT
Full weary she seemethY
Of love's deep blissJ
But holy holyZ
Love's memoriesJ
-
The idle day is rich with budding thingsJ
Whereon the bold sun glaresJ
Dance lightly lest you tread on folded wingsJ
Of flight still unawaresJ
Ah delicate your footfall be while everS
The seed grows in the cornM
The bird in the egg the deed in the endeavorS
The day in the mornM
Deep in the pool the spawning fishes playT
High in the air the bees buzz out their wayT
EverywhereV
-
The children of Summer come crowding in lustrous arrayT
The myriad children of Summer beloved of the sunM
Through the long hot noons they are glad of the world they have wonM
Bright and fairV
They throng in the meadows and shake out the dew from their hairV
They sing in the tree tops they dip in the slow flowing streamX
They nod from the hills in the valleys their swift feet gleamX
They kneel in the moonlight the bright stars hear their prayerV
EverywhereV
The high sun blesses themA2
The moon confesses themA2
Old Time with patient smileB2
Harks to their hope awhileB2
They are born they awake they arise now they dance in their bloomU
For their revels of love and of wonder the earth makes roomU
Oh she harks to their song for a season she kisses their feetP
She gives them her all for their hour be its joy completeP
-
The fecund Summer thenM
Covers her eyes againM
Lies dreaming at restC2
Young mother of life who is feedingA
The world at her breastC2
Rich bride of the year ever needingA
But love and lightH
To give and give more and give allR
In her great love's mightH
Tread softly give heed to her callR
Oh be still be fleetP
Hush hush the sweet sound of your singingA
Pause pause ye feetP
Sink down she bids you restC2
Close on her breastC2
Down down your rapture flingingA
Where all her dreams are wingingA
Ah cease your questC2
Peace be blestC2
Be blestC2
-
-
III AutumnM
-
ScherzoJ
Co me with meZ
All that liveD2
Dance with meZ
Love and giveE2
Give me your love ye souls of the corn and the vineM
Dance with me laugh with me crowd me be mine be mineM
Up from the earth in your splendor of scarlet and goldF2
Haste oh make haste ere the warm rich year grow oldF2
Ye throngs that gaily riseJ
MultitudinousJ
As the red red leaves that flutterS
All tremulousJ
When the wind rides down from the skiesJ
Ye spirits that shout and mutterS
In laughter in painM
When the year of her sowing and reapingA
Would waste againM
Come spend of your treasure full heapingA
Be lavish be boldF2
Cast your hope on the winds from your feet shake the dark damp mouldF2
Come dancing come shouting come leapingA
Ere the earth grow coldF2
-
Come wings of the air come feet that trample the grassesJ
Come tree top spirits that kindle the leaves to flameG2
Come sprites of the sea that shout when the gray storm passesJ
Come wraiths of the desert whom sorrow nor death may tameG2
Come eat of the rich ripe fruit come drink of the vineM
Come dance till your revels are drunken with joy with wineM
For the labor is over and doneM
The spoil of the battle is wonM
Ah trample it scatter itH2
Cast it afarI2
The tempests will batter itH2
On with the warJ2
Let your bright robes float let them whirl with the rush of your feetP
The gauzes of crimson and goldF2
Give your will to the winds they are chasing they haste they are fleetP
They are eager and ruthless and boldF2
On on till you circle the earth with the rush of your dancingA
With the shout and the songK2
Till your choral of crowds like a river in flood time advancingA
Bears all things alongK2
Dance dance for the end comes soonM
Do you feel the chillL2
White winds of the Winter croonM
From their cave in the hillL2
Yes death and the end come soonM
Spread your gaudy robesJ
Haste haste for the leaves are fallingA
Shout shout for the storms are callingA
Give all for the year grows oldF2
And the world grows coldF2
-
-
IV WinterS
-
FinaleZ
Fly flyN
Gather your white robes closeJ
Scuttle awayT
Look in the skyN
The bleak winds mutter moroseJ
To the swift dark dayT
They gather and threaten and scoldF2
They shiver and shriek in their rageM2
They are ashen and icy and oldF2
Ah bitter the passion of ageM2
Flee from them haste hasteN2
Through the vengeful weatherS
Lest your red blood chillL2
And your hearts stop stillL2
Crowd close togetherS
And flee o'er the drear dead wasteN2
-
Down downM
Out of a sky all brownM
The dark storm stoops to shrivel the world awayT
With ribald wind he strips herS
With stinging sleet he whips herS
With envious frost he withers her green to grayT
Because she was gay and gladO2
Beloved of many lovers fruitful motherS
Of many children crowding and killing each otherS
Because she was wasteful madO2
Scattering and trampling her riches for death to smotherS

Harriet Monroe



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about Dance Of The Seasons poem by Harriet Monroe


 

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 7 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets