Verses Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDDEE DEFEGHGH IIJKKKKGG

When pride and envy and the scornA
Of wealth my heart with gall imbuedB
I thought how pleasant were the mornA
Of silence in the solitudeB
To hear the forest bee on wingC
Or by the stream or woodland springC
To lie and muse alone aloneD
While the tinkling waters moanD
Or such wild sounds arise as sayE
Man and noise are far awayE
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Now surely thought I there's enowD
To fill life's dusty wayE
And who will miss a poet's feetF
Or wonder where he strayE
So to the woods and wastes I'll goG
And I will build an osier bowerH
And sweetly there to me shall flowG
The meditative hourH
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And when the Autumn's withering handI
Shall strew with leaves the sylvan landI
I'll to the forest caverns hieJ
And in the dark and stormy nightsK
I'll listen to the shrieking spritesK
Who in the wintry wolds and floodsK
Keep jubilee and shred the woodsK
Or as it drifted soft and slowG
Hurl in ten thousand shapes the snowG

Henry Kirk White



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