The Four Seasons : Autumn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPJQRS TIUVWGXTYNZA2BB2NC2D 2E2JGF2G2H2BSI2J2K2L 2M2F2N2O2RP2VQ2R2QS2 C2DZT2U2B2V2W2X2UJY2 Z2A3P2UB3C3H2J2D3E3L H2F3G3H3I3J3QK3L3M3G NM2N3N2O3M3P3Q3R3RS3 RQT3I2U3RV3W3ZGGFX3Y 3Z3A4B4P2C4D4E4JF2F4 RG4H4BI4J4K4GL4QM4H2 I2N4O4JEP4J3Q4JC2T2P 2R4S4RT4X3O2U4T2V4W4 X4B2Y4EZ4GM2D2| Crown'd with the sickle and the wheaten sheaf | A |
| While Autumn nodding o'er the yellow plain | B |
| Comes jovial on the Doric reed once more | C |
| Well pleased I tune Whate'er the wintry frost | D |
| Nitrous prepared the various blossom'd Spring | E |
| Put in white promise forth and Summer suns | F |
| Concocted strong rush boundless now to view | G |
| Full perfect all and swell my glorious theme | H |
| Onslow the Muse ambitious of thy name | I |
| To grace inspire and dignify her song | J |
| Would from the public voice thy gentle ear | K |
| A while engage Thy noble cares she knows | L |
| The patriot virtues that distend thy thought | M |
| Spread on thy front and in thy bosom glow | N |
| While listening senates hang upon thy tongue | O |
| Devolving through the maze of eloquence | P |
| A roll of periods sweeter than her song | J |
| But she too pants for public virtue she | Q |
| Though weak of power yet strong in ardent will | R |
| Whene'er her country rushes on her heart | S |
| Assumes a bolder note and fondly tries | T |
| To mix the patriot's with the poet's flame | I |
| When the bright Virgin gives the beauteous days | U |
| And Libra weighs in equal scales the year | V |
| From Heaven's high cope the fierce effulgence shook | W |
| Of parting Summer a serener blue | G |
| With golden light enliven'd wide invests | X |
| The happy world Attemper'd suns arise | T |
| Sweet beam'd and shedding oft through lucid clouds | Y |
| A pleasing calm while broad and brown below | N |
| Extensive harvests hang the heavy head | Z |
| Rich silent deep they stand for not a gale | A2 |
| Rolls its light billows o'er the bending plain | B |
| A calm of plenty till the ruffled air | B2 |
| Falls from its poise and gives the breeze to blow | N |
| Rent is the fleecy mantle of the sky | C2 |
| The clouds fly different and the sudden sun | D2 |
| By fits effulgent gilds the illumined field | E2 |
| And black by fits the shadows sweep along | J |
| A gaily chequer'd heart expanding view | G |
| Far as the circling eye can shoot around | F2 |
| Unbounded tossing in a flood of corn | G2 |
| These are thy blessings Industry rough power | H2 |
| Whom labour still attends and sweat and pain | B |
| Yet the kind source of every gentle art | S |
| And all the soft civility of life | I2 |
| Raiser of human kind by Nature cast | J2 |
| Naked and helpless out amid the woods | K2 |
| And wilds to rude inclement elements | L2 |
| With various seeds of art deep in the mind | M2 |
| Implanted and profusely pour'd around | F2 |
| Materials infinite but idle all | N2 |
| Still unexerted in the unconscious breast | O2 |
| Slept the lethargic powers Corruption still | R |
| Voracious swallow'd what the liberal hand | P2 |
| Of bounty scatter'd o'er the savage year | V |
| And still the sad barbarian roving mix'd | Q2 |
| With beasts of prey or for his acorn meal | R2 |
| Fought the fierce tusky boar a shivering wretch | Q |
| Aghast and comfortless when the bleak north | S2 |
| With Winter charged let the mix'd tempest fly | C2 |
| Hail rain and snow and bitter breathing frost | D |
| Then to the shelter of the hut he fled | Z |
| And the wild season sordid pined away | T2 |
| For home he had not home is the resort | U2 |
| Of love of joy of peace and plenty where | B2 |
| Supporting and supported polish'd friends | V2 |
| And dear relations mingle into bliss | W2 |
| But this the rugged savage never felt | X2 |
| E'en desolate in crowds and thus his days | U |
| Roll'd heavy dark and unenjoy'd along | J |
| A waste of time till Industry approach'd | Y2 |
| And roused him from his miserable sloth | Z2 |
| His faculties unfolded pointed out | A3 |
| Where lavish Nature the directing hand | P2 |
| Of art demanded show'd him how to raise | U |
| His feeble force by the mechanic powers | B3 |
| To dig the mineral from the vaulted earth | C3 |
| On what to turn the piercing rage of fire | H2 |
| On what the torrent and the gather'd blast | J2 |
| Gave the tall ancient forest to his axe | D3 |
| Taught him to chip the wood and hew the stone | E3 |
| Till by degrees the finish'd fabric rose | L |
| Tore from his limbs the blood polluted fur | H2 |
| And wrapt them in the woolly vestment warm | F3 |
| Or bright in glossy silk and flowing lawn | G3 |
| With wholesome viands fill'd his table pour'd | H3 |
| The generous glass around inspired to wake | I3 |
| The life refining soul of decent wit | J3 |
| Nor stopp'd at barren bare necessity | Q |
| But still advancing bolder led him on | K3 |
| To pomp to pleasure elegance and grace | L3 |
| And breathing high ambition through his soul | M3 |
| Set science wisdom glory in his view | G |
| And bade him be the Lord of all below | N |
| Then gathering men their natural powers combined | M2 |
| And form'd a Public to the general good | N3 |
| Submitting aiming and conducting all | N2 |
| For this the Patriot Council met the full | O3 |
| The free and fairly represented Whole | M3 |
| For this they plann'd the holy guardian laws | P3 |
| Distinguish'd orders animated arts | Q3 |
| And with joint force Oppression chaining set | R3 |
| Imperial Justice at the helm yet still | R |
| To them accountable nor slavish dream'd | S3 |
| That toiling millions must resign their weal | R |
| And all the honey of their search to such | Q |
| As for themselves alone themselves have raised | T3 |
| Hence every form of cultivated life | I2 |
| In order set protected and inspired | U3 |
| Into perfection wrought Uniting all | R |
| Society grew numerous high polite | V3 |
| And happy Nurse of art the city rear'd | W3 |
| In beauteous pride her tower encircled head | Z |
| And stretching street on street by thousands drew | G |
| From twining woody haunts or the tough yew | G |
| To bows strong straining her aspiring sons | F |
| Then Commerce brought into the public walk | X3 |
| The busy merchant the big warehouse built | Y3 |
| Raised the strong crane choked up the loaded street | Z3 |
| With foreign plenty and thy stream O Thames | A4 |
| Large gentle deep majestic king of floods | B4 |
| Chose for his grand resort On either hand | P2 |
| Like a long wintry forest groves of masts | C4 |
| Shot up their spires the bellying sheet between | D4 |
| Possess'd the breezy void the sooty hulk | E4 |
| Steer'd sluggish on the splendid barge along | J |
| Row'd regular to harmony around | F2 |
| The boat light skimming stretch'd its oary wings | F4 |
| While deep the various voice of fervent toil | R |
| From bank to bank increased whence ribb'd with oak | G4 |
| To bear the British thunder black and bold | H4 |
| The roaring vessel rush'd into the main | B |
| Then too the pillar'd dome magnific heaved | I4 |
| Its ample roof and Luxury within | J4 |
| Pour'd out her glittering stores the canvass smooth | K4 |
| With glowing life protuberant to the view | G |
| Embodied rose the statue seem'd to breathe | L4 |
| And soften into flesh beneath the touch | Q |
| Of forming art imagination flush'd | M4 |
| All is the gift of Industry whate'er | H2 |
| Exalts embellishes and renders life | I2 |
| Delightful Pensive Winter cheer'd by him | N4 |
| Sits at the social fire and happy hears | O4 |
| The excluded tempest idly rave along | J |
| His harden'd fingers deck the gaudy Spring | E |
| Without him Summer were an arid waste | P4 |
| Nor to the Autumnal months could thus transmit | J3 |
| Those full mature immeasurable stores | Q4 |
| That waving round recall my wandering song | J |
| Soon as the morning trembles o'er the sky | C2 |
| And unperceived unfolds the spreading day | T2 |
| Before the ripen'd field the reapers stand | P2 |
| In fair array each by the lass he loves | R4 |
| To bear the rougher part and mitigate | S4 |
| By nameless gentle offices her toil | R |
| At once they stoop and swell the lusty sheaves | T4 |
| While through their cheerful band the rural talk | X3 |
| The rural scandal and the rural jest | O2 |
| Fly harmless to deceive the tedious time | U4 |
| And steal unfelt the sultry hours away | T2 |
| Behind the master walks builds up the shocks | V4 |
| And conscious glancing oft on every side | W4 |
| His sated eye feels his heart heave with joy | X4 |
| The gleaners spread around and here and there | B2 |
| Spike after spike their scanty harvest pick | Y4 |
| Be not too narrow husbandmen but fling | E |
| From the full sheaf with charitable stealth | Z4 |
| The liberal handful Think oh grateful think | |
| How good the God of Harvest is to you | G |
| Who pours abundance o'er your flowing fields | |
| While these unhappy partners of your kind | M2 |
| Wide hover round you like the fowls of heaven | D2 |
| And ask their humble dole The various turns | |
| Of fortune ponder that your sons may want | |
| What now with hard reluctance faint ye give | |
| The lovely young Lavinia |
James Thomson
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