Five Fancies Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B BBBB CBDB EBEB A B BBFB GBGB HIJI KLFL BMBM FFNF A F FBFB MBMF FBFB OBOB FOFO B A FFBBBB A PPBGQB A FRRF A SS A FF A RR TT UU VVI | A |
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THE GLADIOLAS | B |
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As tall as the lily as tall as the rose | B |
And almost as tall as the hollyhocks | B |
Ranked breast to breast in sentinel rows | B |
Stand the gladiola stocks | B |
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And some are red as the humming bird's blood | C |
And some are pied as the butterfly race | B |
And each is shaped like a velvet hood | D |
Gold lined with delicate lace | B |
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For you know the goblins that come like musk | E |
To tumble and romp in the flowers' laps | B |
When you see big fire fly eyes in the dusk | E |
Hang there their goblin caps | B |
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II | A |
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THE MORNING GLORIES | B |
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They bloom up the fresh green trellis | B |
In airy vigorous ease | B |
And their fragrant sensuous honey | F |
Is best beloved of the bees | B |
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Oh the rose knows the dainty secret | G |
How the morning glory blows | B |
For the rose told me the secret | G |
And the jessamine told the rose | B |
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And the jessamine said at midnight | H |
Ere the red cock woke and crew | I |
That the fays of queen Titania | J |
Came there to bathe in the dew | I |
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And the merry moonlight glistened | K |
On wet long yellow hair | L |
And their feet on the flowers drowsy | F |
Trod softer than any air | L |
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And their petticoats gay as bubbles | B |
They hung up every one | M |
On the morning glories' tendrils | B |
Till their moonlight bath were done | M |
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But the red cock crew too early | F |
And the fays left hurriedly | F |
And this is why in the morning | N |
Their petticoats there you see | F |
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III | A |
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THE TIGER LILY | F |
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A sultan proud and tawny | F |
At elegant ease he stands | B |
With his bare throat brown and scrawny | F |
And his indolent leaf like hands | B |
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And the eunuch tulips that listen | M |
In their gaudy turbans so | B |
With their scimetar leaves that glisten | M |
Are guards of his seraglio | F |
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Where sultana roses musky | F |
Voluptuous in houri charms | B |
With their bold breasts deep and dusky | F |
Impatiently wait his arms | B |
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Tall beautiful sad and slender | O |
His Greek girl dancing slaves | B |
For the white limbed lilies tender | O |
His royal hand he waves | B |
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While he watches them softly smiling | F |
His favorite rose that hour | O |
With a butterfly gallant is wiling | F |
In her attar scented bower | O |
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IV | - |
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VENGEANCE | B |
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I | A |
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Let it sink let it sink | F |
On the pungent petaled pink | F |
By those poppy puffs | B |
Fairy fashioned downiness | B |
Light weak moth in furry dress | B |
Of white fluffy stuffs | B |
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II | A |
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Where the thin light slipping sweet | P |
Dimples prints of Fairy feet | P |
On the white rose blooms | B |
One dim blossom delicate | G |
Droops a face all pale with hate | Q |
Dead with sick perfumes | B |
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III | A |
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And I read the riddle wove | - |
In this rose's course of love | - |
For the fickle pink | F |
Thou the rose's phantom art | R |
Stealing to the pink's false heart | R |
Vampire like to drink | F |
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V | - |
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A DEAD LILY | - |
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I | A |
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The South had saluted her mouth | S |
Till her mouth was sweet with the South | S |
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II | A |
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And the North with his breathings low | F |
Made the blood in her veins like his snow | F |
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III | A |
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And the West with his smiles and his art | R |
Poured his honey of life in her heart | R |
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IV | - |
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And the East had in whisperings told | T |
His secrets more precious than gold | T |
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V | - |
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So she grew to a beautiful thought | U |
Which a godhead of love had wrought | U |
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VI | - |
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As strange how the power begot it | V |
As why but to kill it and rot it | V |
Madison Julius Cawein
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