Moods Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDCDCD| Oh that a Song would sing itself to me | A |
| Out of the heart of Nature or the heart | B |
| Of man the child of Nature not of Art | B |
| Fresh as the morning salt as the salt sea | A |
| With just enough of bitterness to be | A |
| A medicine to this sluggish mood and start | B |
| The life blood in my veins and so impart | B |
| Healing and help in this dull lethargy | A |
| Alas not always doth the breath of song | C |
| Breathe on us It is like the wind that bloweth | D |
| At its own will not ours nor tarrieth long | C |
| We hear the sound thereof but no man knoweth | D |
| From whence it comes so sudden and swift and strong | C |
| Nor whither in its wayward course it goeth | D |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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