A Twilight Moth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCB DEFEGGE HIHIJKI LILIMMI ININIIN OMOMIDM| Dusk is thy dawn when Eve puts on its state | A |
| Of gold and purple in the marbled west | B |
| Thou comest forth like some embodied trait | A |
| Or dim conceit a lily bud confessed | B |
| Or of a rose the visible wish that white | C |
| Goes softly messengering through the night | C |
| Whom each expectant flower makes its guest | B |
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| All day the primroses have thought of thee | D |
| Their golden heads close haremed from the heat | E |
| All day the mystic moonflowers silkenly | F |
| Veiled snowy faces that no bee might greet | E |
| Or butterfly that weighed with pollen passed | G |
| Keeping Sultana charms for thee at last | G |
| Their lord who comest to salute each sweet | E |
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| Cool throated flowers that avoid the day's | H |
| Too fervid kisses every bud that drinks | I |
| The tipsy dew and to the starlight plays | H |
| Nocturnes of fragrance thy wing'd shadow links | I |
| In bonds of secret brotherhood and faith | J |
| O bearer of their order's shibboleth | K |
| Like some pale symbol fluttering o'er these pinks | I |
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| What dost them whisper in the balsam's ear | L |
| That sets it blushing or the hollyhock's | I |
| A syllabled silence that no man may hear | L |
| As dreamily upon its stem it rocks | I |
| What spell dost bear from listening plant to plant | M |
| Like some white witch some ghostly ministrant | M |
| Some specter of some perished flower of phlox | I |
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| O voyager of that universe which lies | I |
| Between the four walls of this garden fair | N |
| Whose constellations are the fireflies | I |
| That wheel their instant courses everywhere | N |
| Mid faery firmaments wherein one sees | I |
| Mimic Booetes and the Pleiades | I |
| Thou steerest like some faery ship of air | N |
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| Gnome wrought of moonbeam fluff and gossamer | O |
| Silent as scent perhaps thou chariotest | M |
| Mab or King Oberon or haply her | O |
| His queen Titania on some midnight quest | M |
| Oh for the herb the magic euphrasy | I |
| That should unmask thee to mine eyes ah me | D |
| And all that world at which my soul hath guessed | M |
Madison Julius Cawein
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