The Tell-tale Flowers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBB CDCDEE FGFGHI EJEJAK LMNOGG PHPHQQ RSTSUU AVAVWW XYXYWW ZYZYA2P B2RB2RC2C2 WD2WD2EE| And has the Spring's all glorious eye | A |
| No lesson to the mind | B |
| The birds that cleave the golden sky | A |
| Things to the earth resigned | B |
| Wild flowers that dance to every wind | B |
| Do they no memory leave behind | B |
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| Aye flowers The very name of flowers | C |
| That bloom in wood and glen | D |
| Brings Spring to me in Winter's hours | C |
| And childhood's dreams again | D |
| The primrose on the woodland lea | E |
| Was more than gold and lands to me | E |
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| The violets by the woodland side | F |
| Are thick as they could thrive | G |
| I've talked to them with childish pride | F |
| As things that were alive | G |
| I find them now in my distress | H |
| They seem as sweet yet valueless | I |
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| The cowslips on the meadow lea | E |
| How have I run for them | J |
| I looked with wild and childish glee | E |
| Upon each golden gem | J |
| And when they bowed their heads so shy | A |
| I laughed and thought they danced for joy | K |
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| And when a man in early years | L |
| How sweet they used to come | M |
| And give me tales of smiles and tears | N |
| And thoughts more dear than home | O |
| Secrets which words would then reprove | G |
| They told the names of early love | G |
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| The primrose turned a babbling flower | P |
| Within its sweet recess | H |
| I blushed to see its secret bower | P |
| And turned her name to bless | H |
| The violets said the eyes were blue | Q |
| I loved and did they tell me true | Q |
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| The cowslips blooming everywhere | R |
| My heart's own thoughts could steal | S |
| I nip't them that they should not hear | T |
| They smiled and would reveal | S |
| And o'er each meadow right or wrong | U |
| They sing the name I've worshipped long | U |
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| The brook that mirrored clear the sky | A |
| Full well I know the spot | V |
| The mouse ear looked with bright blue eye | A |
| And said Forget me not | V |
| And from the brook I turned away | W |
| But heard it many an after day | W |
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| The king cup on its slender stalk | X |
| Within the pasture dell | Y |
| Would picture there a pleasant walk | X |
| With one I loved so well | Y |
| It said How sweet at eventide | W |
| 'T would be with true love at thy side | W |
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| And on the pasture's woody knoll | Z |
| I saw the wild bluebell | Y |
| On Sundays where I used to stroll | Z |
| With her I loved so well | Y |
| She culled the flowers the year before | A2 |
| These bowed and told the story o'er | P |
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| And every flower that had a name | B2 |
| Would tell me who was fair | R |
| But those without as strangers came | B2 |
| And blossomed silent there | R |
| I stood to hear but all alone | C2 |
| They bloomed and kept their thoughts unknown | C2 |
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| But seasons now have nought to say | W |
| The flowers no news to bring | D2 |
| Alone I live from day to day | W |
| Flowers deck the bier of Spring | D2 |
| And birds upon the bush or tree | E |
| All sing a different tale to me | E |
John Clare
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