The Four Seasons : Summer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST UVWXYZA2B2C2D2E2SC2F 2G2H2EI2EJ2K2TL2M2VE N2O2P2Q2R2Q2S2T2U2D2 PIM2M2V2M2M2M2M2W2X2 V2SC2M2Y2Z2TA3M2F2M2 B3C3ED3E3F3G3PH3M2M2 VI3J3I3K3L3M3M2I3W2I 3N3O3M2F2M2I3Z2M3I3M 2P3D2I3F2I3Q3ER3S3T3 M2M2M2M2M2I3SU3NR3M2 I3V3SM2W3M2M2F2M3X3M 2I3I3I3M2P2M2M2I3D2M 2FY3I3M2Z3M2I3U3I3P3 I3I3M2M2V3T2A4M2FM2M 2P2B4I3I3H2B4From brightening fields of ether fair disclosed | A |
Child of the Sun refulgent Summer comes | B |
In pride of youth and felt through Nature's depth | C |
He comes attended by the sultry Hours | D |
And ever fanning breezes on his way | E |
While from his ardent look the turning Spring | F |
Averts her blushful face and earth and skies | G |
All smiling to his hot dominion leaves | H |
Hence let me haste into the mid wood shade | I |
Where scarce a sunbeam wanders through the gloom | J |
And on the dark green grass beside the brink | K |
Of haunted stream that by the roots of oak | L |
Rolls o'er the rocky channel lie at large | M |
And sing the glories of the circling year | N |
Come Inspiration from thy hermit seat | O |
By mortal seldom found may Fancy dare | P |
From thy fix'd serious eye and raptured glance | Q |
Shot on surrounding Heaven to steal one look | R |
Creative of the Poet every power | S |
Exalting to an ecstasy of soul | T |
And thou my youthful Muse's early friend | U |
In whom the human graces all unite | V |
Pure light of mind and tenderness of heart | W |
Genius and wisdom the gay social sense | X |
By decency chastised goodness and wit | Y |
In seldom meeting harmony combined | Z |
Unblemish'd honour and an active zeal | A2 |
For Britain's glory liberty and Man | B2 |
O Dodington attend my rural song | C2 |
Stoop to my theme inspirit every line | D2 |
And teach me to deserve thy just applause | E2 |
With what an awful world revolving power | S |
Were first the unwieldy planets launch'd along | C2 |
The illimitable void thus to remain | F2 |
Amid the flux of many thousand years | G2 |
That oft has swept the toiling race of men | H2 |
And all their labour'd monuments away | E |
Firm unremitting matchless in their course | I2 |
To the kind temper'd change of night and day | E |
And of the seasons ever stealing round | J2 |
Minutely faithful such the All perfect hand | K2 |
That poised impels and rules the steady whole | T |
When now no more the alternate Twins are fired | L2 |
And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze | M2 |
Short is the doubtful empire of the night | V |
And soon observant of approaching day | E |
The meek'd eyed Morn appears mother of dews | N2 |
At first faint gleaming in the dappled east | O2 |
Till far o'er ether spreads the widening glow | P2 |
And from before the lustre of her face | Q2 |
White break the clouds away With quicken'd step | R2 |
Brown Night retires young Day pours in apace | Q2 |
And opens all the lawny prospect wide | S2 |
The dripping rock the mountain's misty top | T2 |
Swell on the sight and brighten with the dawn | U2 |
Blue through the dusk the smoking currents shine | D2 |
And from the bladed field the fearful hare | P |
Limps awkward while along the forest glade | I |
The wild deer trip and often turning gaze | M2 |
At early passenger Music awakes | M2 |
The native voice of undissembled joy | V2 |
And thick around the woodland hymns arise | M2 |
Roused by the cock the soon clad shepherd leaves | M2 |
His mossy cottage where with Peace he dwells | M2 |
And from the crowded fold in order drives | M2 |
His flock to taste the verdure of the morn | W2 |
Falsely luxurious will not Man awake | X2 |
And springing from the bed of sloth enjoy | V2 |
The cool the fragrant and the silent hour | S |
To meditation due and sacred song | C2 |
For is there ought in sleep can charm the wise | M2 |
To lie in dead oblivion losing half | Y2 |
The fleeting moments of too short a life | Z2 |
Total extinction of the enlightened soul | T |
Or else to feverish vanity alive | A3 |
Wilder'd and tossing through distemper'd dreams | M2 |
Who would in such a gloomy state remain | F2 |
Longer than Nature craves when every Muse | M2 |
And every blooming pleasure wait without | B3 |
To bless the wildly devious morning walk | C3 |
But yonder comes the powerful King of Day | E |
Rejoicing in the east The lessening cloud | D3 |
The kindling azure and the mountain's brow | E3 |
Illumed with fluid gold his near approach | F3 |
Betoken glad Lo now apparent all | G3 |
Aslant the dew bright earth and colour'd air | P |
He looks in boundless majesty abroad | H3 |
And sheds the shining day that burnish'd plays | M2 |
On rocks and hills and towers and wandering streams | M2 |
High gleaming from afar Prime cheerer Light | V |
Of all material beings first and best | I3 |
Efflux divine Nature's resplendent robe | J3 |
Without whose vesting beauty all were wrapt | I3 |
In unessential gloom and thou O Sun | K3 |
Soul of surrounding worlds in whom best seen | L3 |
Shines out thy Maker may I sing of thee | M3 |
'Tis by thy secret strong attractive force | M2 |
As with a chain indissoluble bound | I3 |
Thy system rolls entire from the far bourne | W2 |
Of utmost Saturn wheeling wide his round | I3 |
Of thirty years to Mercury whose disk | N3 |
Can scarce be caught by philosophic eye | O3 |
Lost in the near effulgence of thy blaze | M2 |
Informer of the planetary train | F2 |
Without whose quickening glance their cumbrous orbs | M2 |
Were brute unlovely mass inert and dead | I3 |
And not as now the green abodes of life | Z2 |
How many forms of being wait on thee | M3 |
Inhaling spirit from the unfetter'd mind | I3 |
By thee sublimed down to the daily race | M2 |
The mixing myriads of thy setting beam | P3 |
The vegetable world is also thine | D2 |
Parent of Seasons who the pomp precede | I3 |
That waits thy throne as through thy vast domain | F2 |
Annual along the bright ecliptic road | I3 |
In world rejoicing state it moves sublime | Q3 |
Meantime the expecting nations circled gay | E |
With all the various tribes of foodful earth | R3 |
Implore thy bounty or send grateful up | S3 |
A common hymn while round thy beaming car | T3 |
High seen the Seasons lead in sprightly dance | M2 |
Harmonious knit the rosy finger'd Hours | M2 |
The Zephyrs floating loose the timely Rains | M2 |
Of bloom ethereal the light footed Dews | M2 |
And softened into joy the surly Storms | M2 |
These in successive turn with lavish hand | I3 |
Shower every beauty every fragrance shower | S |
Herbs flowers and fruits and kindling at thy touch | U3 |
From land to land is flush'd the vernal year | N |
Nor to the surface of enliven'd earth | R3 |
Graceful with hills and dales and leafy woods | M2 |
Her liberal tresses is thy force confined | I3 |
But to the bowel'd cavern darting deep | V3 |
The mineral kinds confess thy mighty power | S |
Effulgent hence the veiny marble shines | M2 |
Hence Labour draws his tools hence burnish'd War | W3 |
Gleams on the day the nobler works of Peace | M2 |
Hence bless mankind and generous Commerce binds | M2 |
The round of nations in a golden chain | F2 |
The unfruitful rock itself impregn'd by thee | M3 |
In dark retirement forms the lucid stone | X3 |
The lively diamond drinks thy purest rays | M2 |
Collected light compact that polish'd bright | I3 |
And all its native lustre let abroad | I3 |
Dares as it sparkles on the fair one's breast | I3 |
With vain ambition emulate her eyes | M2 |
At thee the ruby lights its deepening glow | P2 |
And with a waving radiance inward flames | M2 |
From thee the sapphire solid ether takes | M2 |
Its hue cerulean and of evening tinct | I3 |
The purple streaming amethyst is thine | D2 |
With thy own smile the yellow topaz burns | M2 |
Nor deeper verdure dyes the robe of Spring | F |
When first she gives it to the southern gale | Y3 |
Than the green emerald shows But all combined | I3 |
Thick through the whitening opal play thy beams | M2 |
Or flying several from its surface form | Z3 |
A trembling variance of revolving hues | M2 |
As the site varies in the gazer's hand | I3 |
The very dead creation from thy touch | U3 |
Assumes a mimic life By thee refined | I3 |
In brighter mazes the relucent stream | P3 |
Plays o'er the mead The precipice abrupt | I3 |
Projecting horror on the blacken'd flood | I3 |
Softens at thy return The desert joys | M2 |
Wildly through all his melancholy bounds | M2 |
Rude ruins glitter and the briny deep | V3 |
Seen from some pointed promontory's top | T2 |
Far to the blue horizon's utmost verge | A4 |
Restless reflects a floating gleam But this | M2 |
And all the much transported Muse can sing | F |
Are to thy beauty dignity and use | M2 |
Unequal far great delegated source | M2 |
Of light and life and grace and joy below | P2 |
How shall I then attempt to sing of Him | B4 |
Who Light Himself in uncreated light | I3 |
Invested deep dwells awfully retired | I3 |
From mortal eye or angel's purer ken | H2 |
Whose single sm | B4 |
James Thomson
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