My Lost Youth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABCDDE FGFFFCDDF FBFFBCDDF HDHIDCDDF JKJJKCDDF FFFFFCDDF LMLLMCDDF NONNOCDDF PAPPACDDF QMQIRCDDFOften I think of the beautiful town | A |
That is seated by the sea | B |
Often in thought go up and down | A |
The pleasant streets of that dear old town | A |
And my youth comes back to me | B |
And a verse of a Lapland song | C |
Is haunting my memory still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | E |
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I can see the shadowy lines of its trees | F |
And catch in sudden gleams | G |
The sheen of the far surrounding seas | F |
And islands that were the Hesperides | F |
Of all my boyish dreams | F |
And the burden of that old song | C |
It murmurs and whispers still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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I remember the black wharves and the ships | F |
And the sea tides tossing free | B |
And Spanish sailors with bearded lips | F |
And the beauty and mystery of the ships | F |
And the magic of the sea | B |
And the voice of that wayward song | C |
Is singing and saying still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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I remember the bulwarks by the shore | H |
And the fort upon the hill | D |
The sunrise gun with its hollow roar | H |
The drum beat repeated o'er and o'er | I |
And the bugle wild and shrill | D |
And the music of that old song | C |
Throbs in my memory still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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I remember the sea fight far away | J |
How it thundered o'er the tide | K |
And the dead captains as they lay | J |
In their graves o'erlooking the tranquil bay | J |
Where they in battle died | K |
And the sound of that mournful song | C |
Goes through me with a thrill | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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I can see the breezy dome of groves | F |
The shadows of Deering's Woods | F |
And the friendships old and the early loves | F |
Come back with a Sabbath sound as of doves | F |
In quiet neighborhoods | F |
And the verse of that sweet old song | C |
It flutters and murmurs still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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I remember the gleams and glooms that dart | L |
Across the school boy's brain | M |
The song and the silence in the heart | L |
That in part are prophecies and in part | L |
Are longings wild and vain | M |
And the voice of that fitful song | C |
Sings on and is never still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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There are things of which I may not speak | N |
There are dreams that cannot die | O |
There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak | N |
And bring a pallor into the cheek | N |
And a mist before the eye | O |
And the words of that fatal song | C |
Come over me like a chill | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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Strange to me now are the forms I meet | P |
When I visit the dear old town | A |
But the native air is pure and sweet | P |
And the trees that o'ershadow each well known street | P |
As they balance up and down | A |
Are singing the beautiful song | C |
Are sighing and whispering still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
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And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair | Q |
And with joy that is almost pain | M |
My heart goes back to wander there | Q |
And among the dreams of the days that were | I |
I find my lost youth again | R |
And the strange and beautiful song | C |
The groves are repeating it still | D |
A boy's will is the wind's will | D |
And the thoughts of youth are long long thoughts | F |
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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