Going For The Cows Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEFFBBGGHBIBJB JBKFLLBB A MMNNBBOOPPBBNNBQBQRL RLLLBBLL

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The juice big apples' sullen goldB
Like lazy Sultans laughed and lolledB
'Mid heavy mats of leaves that layC
Green flatten'd 'gainst the glaring dayC
And here a pear of rusty brownD
And peaches on whose brows the downD
Waxed furry as the ears of PanE
And like Diana's cheeks whose tanE
Burnt tender secresies of fireF
Or wan as Psyche's with desireF
Of lips that love to kiss or tasteB
Voluptuous ripeness there sweet placedB
And down the orchard vistas heG
Barefooted trousers out at kneeG
Face shadowing from the sloping sunH
A hat of straw brim sagging broadB
Came lowly whistling some vague tuneI
Upon the sunbeam sprinkled roadB
Lank in his hand a twig with whichJ
In boyish thoughtlessness he crushedB
Rare pennyroyal myriads richJ
In pungent souls that warmly gushedB
Before him whirled in rattling fearK
The saffron bellied grasshopperF
And ringing from the musky dellsL
Came faint the cows' melodious bellsL
Where whimp'ring like a fretful houndB
The fountain bubbled up in soundB
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IIA
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Yellow as sunset skies and paleM
As fairy clouds that stay or sailM
Thro' azure vaults of summer blueN
As summer heavens the violets grewN
And mosses on which spurts of lightB
Fell laughing like the lips one mightB
Feign for a Hebe or a girlO
Whose mouth heat lightens up with pearlO
Limp ferns in murmuring shadows shrunkP
And silent as if stunned or drunkP
With moist aromas of the woodB
Dry rustlings of the quietudeB
On silver fronds' thin tresses newN
Cold limpid blisters of the dewN
Across the rambling fence she leanedB
A gingham gown to ankles bareQ
Her artless beauty bonnet screenedB
Tempestuous with its stormy hairQ
A rain crow gurgled in a vineR
She heard it not a step she hearsL
The wild rose smelt like delicate wineR
She knew it not 'tis he that nearsL
With smiles of greeting all her faceL
Grew musical with rustic graceL
He leant beside her and they hadB
Some parley with light laughter gladB
I know not what I know but thisL
Its final period was a kissL

Madison Julius Cawein



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