A Flower Of The Fields Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABA CDCDC EFEFE GHGHG IJIJI KLKLK MNMNM MOMOM PQPQP MRMRM| Bee Bitten in the orchard hung | A |
| The peach or fallen in the weeds | B |
| Lay rotting where still sucked and sung | A |
| The gray bee boring to its seed's | B |
| Pink pulp and honey blackly stung | A |
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| The orchard path which led around | C |
| The garden with its heat one twinge | D |
| Of dinning locusts picket bound | C |
| And ragged brought me where one hinge | D |
| Held up the gate that scraped the ground | C |
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| All seemed the same the martin box | E |
| Sun warped with pigmy balconies | F |
| Still stood with all its twittering flocks | E |
| Perched on its pole above the peas | F |
| And silvery seeded onion stocks | E |
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| The clove pink and the rose the clump | G |
| Of coppery sunflowers with the heat | H |
| Sick to the heart the garden stump | G |
| Red with geranium pots arid sweet | H |
| With moss and ferns this side the pump | G |
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| I rested with one hesitant hand | I |
| Upon the gate The lonesome day | J |
| Droning with insects made the land | I |
| One dry stagnation Soaked with hay | J |
| And scents of weeds the hot wind fanned | I |
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| I breathed the sultry scents my eyes | K |
| Parched as my lips And yet I felt | L |
| My limbs were ice As one who flies | K |
| To some wild woe How sleepy smelt | L |
| The hay sweet heat that soaked the skies | K |
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| Noon nodded dreamier lonesomer | M |
| For one long plaintive forest side | N |
| Bird quaver And I knew me near | M |
| Some heartbreak anguish She had died | N |
| I felt it and no need to hear | M |
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| I passed the quince and pear tree where | M |
| All up the porch a grape vine trails | O |
| How strange that fruit whatever air | M |
| Or earth it grows in never fails | O |
| To find its native flavour there | M |
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| And she was as a flower too | P |
| That grows its proper bloom and scent | Q |
| No matter what the soil she who | P |
| Born better than her place still lent | Q |
| Grace to the lowliness she knew | P |
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| They met me at the porch and were | M |
| Sad eyed with weeping Then the room | R |
| Shut out the country's heat and purr | M |
| And left light stricken into gloom | R |
| So love and I might look on her | M |
Madison Julius Cawein
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