Insects Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDEFFGGHHDDIIJJCC KKLL

These tiny loiterers on the barley's beardA
And happy units of a numerous herdB
Of playfellows the laughing Summer bringsC
Mocking the sunshine on their glittering wingsC
How merrily they creep and run and flyD
No kin they bear to labour's drudgeryE
Smoothing the velvet of the pale hedge roseF
And where they fly for dinner no one knowsF
The dew drops feed them not they love the shineG
Of noon whose suns may bring them golden wineG
All day they're playing in their Sunday dressH
When night reposes for they can do no lessH
Then to the heath bell's purple hood they flyD
And like to princes in their slumbers lieD
Secure from rain and dropping dews and allI
In silken beds and roomy painted hallI
So merrily they spend their summer dayJ
Now in the corn fields now in the new mown hayJ
One almost fancies that such happy thingsC
With coloured hoods and richly burnished wingsC
Are fairy folk in splendid masqueradeK
Disguised as if of mortal folk afraidK
Keeping their joyous pranks a mystery stillL
Lest glaring day should do their secrets illL

John Clare



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