The Deserted House Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBCDD EFEFGG HIHIJJ CICIHH KIKILL CMCMNN OPOPQQTo the sweet memory of Sidney Lanier | A |
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The old house stands deserted gray | B |
With sharpened gables high in air | C |
And deep set lattices all gay | B |
With massive arch and framework rare | C |
And o'er it is a silence laid | D |
That feeling one grows sore afraid | D |
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The eaves are dark with heavy vines | E |
The steep roof wears a coat of moss | F |
The walls are touched with dim designs | E |
Of shadows moving slow across | F |
The balconies are damp with weeds | G |
Lifting as close as streamside reeds | G |
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The garden is a loved retreat | H |
Of melancholy flowers of lone | I |
And wild mouthed herbs in companies sweet | H |
'Mid desolate green grasses thrown | I |
And in its gaps the hoar stone wall | J |
Lets sprays of tangled ivy fall | J |
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The pebbled paths drag here and there | C |
Old lichened faces overspun | I |
With silver spider threads they wear | C |
A silence sad to look upon | I |
It is so long since happy feet | H |
Made them to thrill with pressure sweet | H |
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'Mid drear but fragrant shrubs there stands | K |
A saint of old made mute in stone | I |
With tender eyes and yearning hands | K |
And mouth formed in a sorrow lone | I |
'Tis thick with dust as long ago | L |
'Twas thick with fairest blooms that grow | L |
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Swallows are whirring here and there | C |
And oft a little soft wind blows | M |
A hundred odors down the air | C |
The bees hum 'round the red last rose | M |
And ceaselessly the crickets shrill | N |
Their tunes and yet it seems so still | N |
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Or else from out the distance steals | O |
Half heard the tramp of horses or | P |
The bleak and harsh stir of slow wheels | O |
Bound cityward but more and more | P |
As these are hushed or yet increase | Q |
About the old house clings its peace | Q |
Lizette Woodworth Reese
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