Said The West Wind Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG HIJKLMNOPOQ RSTUVKWXYZA2OB2 C2D2E2F2G2SOH2I2J2I love old earth Why should I lift my wings | A |
My misty wings so high above her breast | B |
That flowers would shake no perfumes from their hearts | C |
And waters breathe no whispers to the shores | D |
I love deep places builded high with woods | E |
Deep dusk fern closed and starred with nodding blooms | F |
Close watched by hills green garlanded and tall | G |
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On hazy wings all shot with mellow gold | H |
I float I float thro' shadows clear as glass | I |
With perfumed feet I wander o'er the seas | J |
And touch white sails with gentle finger tips | K |
I blow the faithless butterfly against | L |
The rose red thorn and thus avenge the rose | M |
I whisper low amid the solemn boughs | N |
And stir a leaf where not my loudest sigh | O |
Could move the emerald branches from their calm | P |
Leaves leaves I love ye much for ye and I | O |
Do make sweet music over all the earth | Q |
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I dream by glassy ponds and lingering kiss | R |
The gold crowns of their lilies one by one | S |
As mothers kiss their babes who be asleep | T |
On the clear gilding of their infant heads | U |
Lest if they kissed the dimple on the chin | V |
The rose flecks on the cheek or dewy lips | K |
The calm of sleep might feel the touch of love | W |
And so be lost I steal before the rain | X |
The longed for guest of summer as his fringe | Y |
Of mist drifts slowly from the mountain peaks | Z |
The flowers dance to my fairy pipe and fling | A2 |
Rich odours on my wings and voices cry | O |
'The dear West Wind is damp and rich with scent | B2 |
We shall have fruits and yellow sheaves for this ' | - |
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At night I play amidst the silver mists | C2 |
And chase them on soft feet until they climb | D2 |
And dance their gilded plumes against the stars | E2 |
At dawn the last round primrose star I hide | F2 |
By wafting o'er her some small fleck of cloud | G2 |
And ere it passes comes the broad bold Sun | S |
And blots her from the azure of the sky | O |
As later toward his noon he blots a drop | H2 |
Of pollen gilded dew from violet cup | I2 |
Set bluely in the mosses of the wood | J2 |
Isabella Valancy Crawford
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