A Street Of Ghosts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABB ACACC DBDBB BBBBB BEBEE BABAA ABABB FBFBB CGHGG| The drowsy day with half closed eyes | A |
| Dreams in this quaint forgotten street | B |
| That like some old world wreckage lies | A |
| Left by the sea's receding beat | B |
| Far from the city's restless feet | B |
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| Abandoned pavements that the trees' | A |
| Huge roots have wrecked whose flagstones feel | C |
| No more the sweep of draperies | A |
| And sunken curbs whereon no wheel | C |
| Grinds nor the gallant's spur bound heel | C |
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| Old houses walled with rotting brick | D |
| Thick creepered dormered weather vaned | B |
| Like withered faces sad and sick | D |
| Stare from each side all broken paned | B |
| With battered doors the rain has stained | B |
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| And though the day be white with heat | B |
| Their ancient yards are dim and cold | B |
| Where now the toad makes its retreat | B |
| 'Mid flower pots green caked with mold | B |
| And naught but noisome weeds unfold | B |
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| The slow gray slug and snail have trailed | B |
| Their slimy silver up and down | E |
| The beds where once the moss rose veiled | B |
| Rich beauty and the mushroom brown | E |
| Swells where the lily tossed its crown | E |
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| The shadowy scents that haunt and flit | B |
| Along the walks beneath the boughs | A |
| Seem ghosts of sweethearts here who sit | B |
| Or wander 'round each empty house | A |
| Wrapped in the silence of dead vows | A |
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| And haply when the evening droops | A |
| Her amber eyelids in the west | B |
| Here one might hear the swish of hoops | A |
| Or catch the glint of hat or vest | B |
| As two dim lovers past him pressed | B |
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| And instant as some star's slant flame | F |
| That scores the swarthy cheek of night | B |
| Perhaps behold Colonial dame | F |
| And gentleman in stately white | B |
| Go glimmering down the pale moonlight | B |
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| In powder patch and furbelow | C |
| Cocked hat and sword and every one | G |
| Tory and whig of long ago | H |
| As real as in the days long done | G |
| The courtly days of Washington | G |
Madison Julius Cawein
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