Summer Portents Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LMLM NONO PQRQ QSQS TQTQ UVUW QQQQ XYXY QZQZ QA2QA2 QB2QB2| Come let us quaff the brimming cup | A |
| Of sorrow bitterness and pain | B |
| For clearly things are warming up | A |
| Again | C |
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| Observe with what awakened powers | D |
| The vulgar Sun resumes the right | E |
| Of rising in the hallowed hours | D |
| Of night | E |
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| Bound to the village water wheel | F |
| The motive bullock bows his crest | G |
| And signals forth a mute appeal | F |
| For rest | G |
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| His neck is galled beneath the yoke | H |
| His patient eyes are very dim | I |
| Life is a dismal sort of joke | H |
| To him | I |
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| Yet one there is to whom the ox | J |
| Is kin who knows as habitat | K |
| The cold unsympathetic box | J |
| Or mat | K |
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| Who urges on with wearied arms | L |
| The punkah's rhythmic laboured sweep | M |
| Nor dares to contemplate the charms | L |
| Of sleep | M |
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| Now 'mid a host of lesser things | N |
| That pasture through the heaving nights | O |
| The sharp mosquito flaps his wings | N |
| And bites | O |
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| With other Anthropophagi | P |
| Such as that microscopic brand | Q |
| The common Sand fly or the fly | R |
| Of sand | Q |
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| Who with a hideous lust uncurbed | Q |
| By clappings of the frequent palm | S |
| Devours one's ankles undisturbed | Q |
| And calm | S |
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| The scorpion nips one unaware | T |
| The lizard flops upon the head | Q |
| And cobras uninvited share | T |
| One's bed | Q |
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| Oh if I only had the luck | U |
| To feel the grand Olympic fire | V |
| That thrilled the Greater when they struck | U |
| The lyre | W |
| - | |
| When Homer wrote of this and that | Q |
| When Dante sang like one possessed | Q |
| When Milton groaned and laboured at | Q |
| His Best | Q |
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| Had I the swelling rise and fall | X |
| Whereof the Bo'sun's quivering moan | Y |
| Derives a breezy fragrance all | X |
| Its own | Y |
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| Oh I would pour such passion out | Q |
| Good gracious me I would so sing | Z |
| That you should know the facts about | Q |
| This thing | Z |
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| Then w w wake my Lyre O halting lilt | Q |
| O miserable broken lay | A2 |
| It may not be I am not built | Q |
| That way | A2 |
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| Yet other gifts the gods bestow | Q |
| I do not weep I do not grieve | B2 |
| Far from it I shall simply go | Q |
| On leave | B2 |
John Kendall (dum-dum)
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