The Woods Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCAB DBEFDB GHIIJH KLDDKL DMDDDM DNKKDN OPQQOPI love the woods when the magic hand | A |
Of Spring as if sweeping the keys | B |
Of a wornout instrument touches the earth | C |
When beauty and song in the gladness of birth | C |
Awaken the heart of the desolate land | A |
And carol its rapture to every breeze | B |
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In summer's still solstice my steps are drawn | D |
To the shade of the forest trees | B |
To revel with Pan in his secret haunts | E |
To pipe mazourkas while satyrs dance | F |
Or lull to soft slumber some favorite faun | D |
And fascinate strange wild birds and bees | B |
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I love the woods when autumnal fires | G |
Are kindled on every hill | H |
When dead leaves rustle in grove and field | I |
And trees are known by the fruits they yield | I |
And the wild grapes sweetened by frost inspire | J |
A mildly desperate bibulous thrill | H |
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There's a joy for which I would fling to the air | K |
My petty portion of wealth and fame | L |
In tracking the rabbit o'er fresh fallen snow | D |
The ways of the 'coon and opossum to know | D |
To capture squirrels when branches are bare | K |
As the cupboard shelf of that ancient dame | L |
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Oh I long to explore the woods again | D |
In my own aboriginal way | M |
As before I knew how culture could frown | D |
On a hoydenish gait and a homespun gown | D |
Or dreamed that the strata of proud upper ten | D |
Would smile at rusticity's naivete | M |
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I sigh for the pleasures of long ago | D |
In youth's sweet halcyon time | N |
When better beloved than the thoroughfare | K |
By multitudes trod were the woodlands where | K |
Was never a path that I did not know | D |
Nor thrifty sapling I dared not climb | N |
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Alas for lost freedom Alas for me | O |
For oh Society's lip would curl | P |
Propriety's self with scornful eye | Q |
And gilt edged Fashion would pass me by | Q |
To know that sometimes I'm dying to be | O |
The romp the rover the same old girl | P |
Hattie Howard
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