Fairies Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBACCAACDDEEFGGHHI JJKKJLLMMLNNOONPPQQP AARRAAASSATTUUTNNAANThere's a little fairy who | A |
Peeps from every dropp of dew | A |
You can see him wink and shine | B |
On the morning glory vine | B |
Mischief in his eye of blue | A |
There's another fairy that | C |
Rides upon the smallest gnat | C |
You can hear him tremolo | A |
When the summer dusk falls slow | A |
Circling just above your hat | C |
And another one that sways | D |
In the golden slanted rays | D |
Of the sunlight where it floats | E |
Prosy people call them motes | E |
But they're fairies father says | F |
But there's one that no one sees | G |
Only maybe moths and bees | G |
Who in lofts where knot holes are | H |
On the thin light of a star | H |
Slides through crannied crevices | I |
You may hear him sigh and sing | J |
Near a May fly's captured wing | J |
In a spider web close by | K |
See him with a moonbeam pry | K |
Moonflowers open where they swing | J |
Down the garden ways he goes | L |
On a beetle's back and blows | L |
Sullen music from a horn | M |
Or you'll hear him when 't is morn | M |
Buzzing bee like by a rose | L |
And it's he who when 't is night | N |
Twinkles with a firefly light | N |
Shakes a katydid tambourine | O |
Or amid the mossy green | O |
Rasps his cricket fiddle tight | N |
He it is who heaves the dome | P |
Of the mushroom through the loam | P |
Plumper than a baby's thumb | Q |
Or who taps a tinder drum | Q |
In the dead wood's honeycomb | P |
He's that Robin Goodfell w | A |
Or that Puck who long ago | A |
Used to marshlight lead astray | R |
People in old Shakespeare's day | R |
That is father told me so | A |
He's the one that in the Fall | A |
Frisks the dead leaves round us all | A |
Herds them drives them wildly past | S |
Dancing with them just as fast | S |
As a boy can throw a ball | A |
Wonder what he looks like Asked | T |
Father once He said he'd tasked | T |
Mind and soul to find out but | U |
It was harder than a nut | U |
Just refused to be unmasked | T |
Though he thought perhaps he might | N |
Find out some time and delight | N |
Telling me but well he knew | A |
He was like my questions too | A |
Teasing and confusing quite | N |
Madison Julius Cawein
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
<< Noera Poem
Caverns Poem>>
Write your comment about Fairies poem by Madison Julius Cawein
Best Poems of Madison Julius Cawein