The South Wind And The Sun Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABACCDC EEFEGGAG HHIHJJJJ KKLKMMNM LLJLOPLO QQRQSSAS TTUTLLLL VVLVJJWJ LLLLXXJX YYZYLLLL KKYKJJAJ A2A2B2A2YYA2Y YYJYC2C2A2C2 A2A2LA2D2D2A2D2 LLWLE2B2LB2 LLLLYYLY A2A2B2A2A2A2LA2 F2F2G2F2A2A2JA2 A2A2A2A2JJ J D2D2BD2WWA2WO The South Wind and the Sun | A |
How each loved the other one | A |
Full of fancy full folly | B |
Full of jollity and fun | A |
How they romped and ran about | C |
Like two boys when school is out | C |
With glowing face and lisping lip | D |
Low laugh and lifted shout | C |
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And the South Wind he was dressed | E |
With a ribbon round his breast | E |
That floated flapped and fluttered | F |
In a riotous unrest | E |
And a drapery of mist | G |
From the shoulder and the wrist | G |
Flowing backward with the motion | A |
Of the waving hand he kissed | G |
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And the Sun had on a crown | H |
Wrought of gilded thistle down | H |
And a scarf of velvet vapor | I |
And a ravelled rainbow gown | H |
And his tinsel tangled hair | J |
Tossed and lost upon the air | J |
Was glossier and flossier | J |
Than any anywhere | J |
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And the South Wind's eyes were two | K |
Little dancing drops of dew | K |
As he puffed his cheeks and pursed his lips | L |
And blew and blew and blew | K |
And the Sun's like diamond stone | M |
Brighter yet than ever known | M |
As he knit his brows and held his breath | N |
And shone and shone and shone | M |
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And this pair of merry fays | L |
Wandered through the summer days | L |
Arm in arm they went together | J |
Over heights of morning haze | L |
Over slanting slopes of lawn | O |
They went on and on and on | P |
Where the daisies looked like star tracks | L |
Trailing up and down the dawn | O |
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And where'er they found the top | Q |
Of a wheat stalk droop and lop | Q |
They chucked it underneath the chin | R |
And praised the lavish crop | Q |
Till it lifted with the pride | S |
Of the heads it grew beside | S |
And then the South Wind and the Sun | A |
Went onward satisfied | S |
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Over meadow lands they tripped | T |
Where the dandelions dipped | T |
In crimson foam of clover bloom | U |
And dripped and dripped and dripped | T |
And they clinched the bumble stings | L |
Gauming honey on their wings | L |
And bundling them in lily bells | L |
With maudlin murmurings | L |
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And the humming bird that hung | V |
Like a jewel up among | V |
The tilted honeysuckle horns | L |
They mesmerized and swung | V |
In the palpitating air | J |
Drowsed with odors strange and rare | J |
And with whispered laughter slipped away | W |
And left him hanging there | J |
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And they braided blades of grass | L |
Where the truant had to pass | L |
And they wriggled through the rushes | L |
And the reeds of the morass | L |
Where they danced in rapture sweet | X |
O'er the leaves that laid a street | X |
Of undulant mosaic for | J |
The touches of their feet | X |
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By the brook with mossy brink | Y |
Where the cattle came to drink | Y |
They trilled and piped and whistled | Z |
With the thrush and bobolink | Y |
Till the kine in listless pause | L |
Switched their tails in mute applause | L |
With lifted heads and dreamy eyes | L |
And bubble dripping jaws | L |
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And where the melons grew | K |
Streaked with yellow green and blue | K |
These jolly sprites went wandering | Y |
Through spangled paths of dew | K |
And the melons here and there | J |
They made love to everywhere | J |
Turning their pink souls to crimson | A |
With caresses fond and fair | J |
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Over orchard walls they went | A2 |
Where the fruited boughs were bent | A2 |
Till they brushed the sward beneath them | B2 |
Where the shine and shadow blent | A2 |
And the great green pear they shook | Y |
Till the sallow hue forsook | Y |
Its features and the gleam of gold | A2 |
Laughed out in every look | Y |
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And they stroked the downy cheek | Y |
Of the peach and smoothed it sleek | Y |
And flushed it into splendor | J |
And with many an elfish freak | Y |
Gave the russet's rust a wipe | C2 |
Prankt the rambo with a stripe | C2 |
And the wine sap blushed its reddest | A2 |
As they spanked the pippins ripe | C2 |
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Through the woven ambuscade | A2 |
That the twining vines had made | A2 |
They found the grapes in clusters | L |
Drinking up the shine and shade | A2 |
Plumpt like tiny skins of wine | D2 |
With a vintage so divine | D2 |
That the tongue of fancy tingled | A2 |
With the tang of muscadine | D2 |
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And the golden banded bees | L |
Droning o'er the flowery leas | L |
They bridled reigned and rode away | W |
Across the fragrant breeze | L |
Till in hollow oak and elm | E2 |
They had groomed and stabled them | B2 |
In waxen stalls oozed with dews | L |
Of rose and lily stem | B2 |
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Where the dusty highway leads | L |
High above the wayside weeds | L |
They sowed the air with butterflies | L |
Like blooming flower seeds | L |
Till the dull grasshopper sprung | Y |
Half a man's height up and hung | Y |
Tranced in the heat with whirring wings | L |
And sung and sung and sung | Y |
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And they loitered hand in hand | A2 |
Where the snipe along the sand | A2 |
Of the river ran to meet them | B2 |
As the ripple meets the land | A2 |
Till the dragon fly in light | A2 |
Gauzy armor burnished bright | A2 |
Came tilting down the waters | L |
In a wild bewildered flight | A2 |
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And they heard the killdee's call | F2 |
And afar the waterfall | F2 |
But the rustle of a falling leaf | G2 |
They heard above it all | F2 |
And the trailing willow crept | A2 |
Deeper in the tide that swept | A2 |
The leafy shallop to the shore | J |
And wept and wept and wept | A2 |
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And the fairy vessel veered | A2 |
From its moorings tacked and steered | A2 |
For the centre of the current | A2 |
Sailed away and disappeared | A2 |
And the burthen that it bore | J |
From the long enchanted shore | J |
'Alas The South Wind and the Sun ' | - |
I murmur evermore | J |
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For the South Wind and the Sun | D2 |
Each so loves the other one | D2 |
For all his jolly folly | B |
And frivolity and fun | D2 |
That our love for them they weigh | W |
As their fickle fancies may | W |
And when at last we love them most | A2 |
They laugh and sail away | W |
James Whitcomb Riley
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