Bryant Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDCDCD| The harp has fallen from the master's hand | A |
| Mute is the music voiceless are the strings | B |
| Save such faint discord as the wild wind flings | B |
| In sad aeolian murmurs through the land | A |
| The tide of melody whose billows grand | A |
| Flowed o'er the world in clearest utterings | B |
| Now in receding current sobs and sings | B |
| That song we never wholly understand | A |
| O eyes where glorious prophecies belong | C |
| And gracious reverence to humbly bow | D |
| And kingly spirit proud and pure and strong | C |
| O pallid minstrel with the laureled brow | D |
| And lips so long attuned to sacred song | C |
| How sweet must be the Heavenly anthem now | D |
James Whitcomb Riley
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