In Middle Spring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAAAAAAA BCBCBCBCB DEDEDEDED FAFAFAFAF| When the fields are rolled into naked gold | A |
| And a ripple of fire and pearl is blent | A |
| With the emerald surges of wood and wold | A |
| Like a flower foam bursting violent | A |
| When the dingles and deeps of the woodlands old | A |
| Are glad with a sibilant life new sent | A |
| Too rare to be told are the manifold | A |
| Sweet fancies that quicken redolent | A |
| In the heart that no longer is cold | A |
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| How it knows of the wings of the hawk that swings | B |
| From the drippled dew scintillant seen | C |
| Why the red bird hides where it sings and sings | B |
| In melodious quiverings of green | C |
| How the wind to the red bud and dogwood brings | B |
| Big pearls of worth and corals of sheen | C |
| Whiles he lisps to the strings of a lute that rings | B |
| Of love in the South who is queen | C |
| Where the fountain of poesy springs | B |
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| Go seek in the ray for a sworded fay | D |
| The chestnut's buds into blooms that rips | E |
| And look in the brook that runs laughing gay | D |
| For the nymph with the laughing lips | E |
| In the brake for the dryad whose eyes are gray | D |
| From whose bosom the perfume drips | E |
| The faun hid away where the grasses sway | D |
| Thick ivy low down on his hips | E |
| Pursed lips on a syrinx at play | D |
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| So ho for the rose the Romeo rose | F |
| And the lyric he hides in his heart | A |
| And ho for the epic the oak tree knows | F |
| Sonorous and mighty in art | A |
| The lily with woes that her white face shows | F |
| Hath a satire she yearns to impart | A |
| But none of those her hates and her foes | F |
| For a heart that sings but for sport | A |
| And shifts where the song wind blows | F |
Madison Julius Cawein
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