A Gray Day Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEDC A FGHIIIH A JJKLLLK M NNOPPPO M QQLLLLL M DDRSSSR M MMTUUUTI | A |
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Long vollies of wind and of rain | B |
And the rain on the drizzled pane | B |
And the eve falls chill and murk | C |
But on yesterday's eve I know | D |
How a horned moon's thorn like bow | E |
Stabbed rosy thro' gold and thro' glow | D |
Like a rich barbaric dirk | C |
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II | A |
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Now thick throats of the snapdragons | F |
Who hold in their hues cool dawns | G |
Which a healthy yellow paints | H |
Are filled with a sweet rain fine | I |
Of a jaunty jubilant shine | I |
A faery vat of rare wine | I |
Which the honey thinly taints | H |
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III | A |
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Now dabble the poppies shrink | J |
And the coxcomb and the pink | J |
While the candytuft's damp crown | K |
Droops dribbled low bowed i' the wet | L |
And long spikes o' the mignonette | L |
Little musk sacks open set | L |
Which the dripping o' dew drags down | K |
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IV | M |
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Stretched taunt on the blades of grass | N |
Like a gossamer fibered glass | N |
Which the garden spider spun | O |
The web where the round rain clings | P |
In its middle sagging swings | P |
A hammock for Elfin things | P |
When the stars succeed the sun | O |
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V | M |
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And mark where the pale gourd grows | Q |
Up high as the clambering rose | Q |
How that tiger moth is pressed | L |
To the wide leaf's underside | L |
And I know where the red wasps hide | L |
And the wild bees who defied | L |
The first strong gusts distressed | L |
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VI | M |
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Yet I feel that the gray will blow | D |
Aside for an afterglow | D |
And a breeze on a sudden toss | R |
Drenched boughs to a pattering show'r | S |
Athwart the red dusk in a glow'r | S |
Big drops heard hard on each flow'r | S |
On the grass and the flowering moss | R |
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VII | M |
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And then for a minute may be | M |
A pearl hollow worn of the sea | M |
A glimmer of moon will smile | T |
Cool stars rinsed clean on the dusk | U |
A freshness of gathering musk | U |
O'er the showery lawns as brusk | U |
As spice from an Indian isle | T |
Madison Julius Cawein
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