Mariana Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The sunset crimson poppies are departedA
MarianaB
The dusky centred sultry smelling poppiesC
The drowsy heartedA
That burnt like flames along the garden coppiceC
All heavy headedA
The ruby cupped and opium brimming poppiesC
That slumber weddedA
MarianaB
The sunset crimson poppies are departedA
Oh heavy heavy are the hours that fallD
The lonesome hours of the lonely daysC
No poppy strews oblivion by the wallD
Where lone the last pod swaysC
Oblivion that was hers of old that happier made her daysC
Oh weary weary is the sky o'er allD
The days that creep the hours that crawlD
And weary all the waysC
She leans her face against the old stone wallD
The lichened wall the mildewed wallD
And dreams the long long daysC
Of one who will not come again whatever may befallD
E
All night it blew The rain streamed downF
And drowned the world in misty wetG
At morning 'round the sunflower's crownF
A row of glimmering drops was setG
The candytuft heat shrivelled brownF
And beds of drought dried mignonetteG
Were beat to earth but wearier ohH
The rain was than the sun's fierce glowH
That in the garth had wrought such woeH
That killed the moss rose ere it bloomedG
And scorched the double hollyhocksC
And bred great poisonous weeds that doomedG
The snapdragon and standing phloxC
'Mid which gaunt spiders wove and loomedG
Their dusty webs 'twixt rows of boxC
And rotted into sleepy oozeC
The lilied moat that lined with yewsC
Lay scummed with many sickly huesC
How oft she longed and prayed for rainI
To blot the hateful landscape outG
To hem her heart so parched with painI
With sounds of coolth and broken droughtG
And cure with change her stagnant brainI
And soothe to sleep all care and doubtG
At last when many days had pastG
And she had ceased to care at lastG
The longed for rain came falling fastG
At night as late she lay awakeJ
And thought of him who had not comeK
She heard the gray wind moaning shakeJ
Her lattice then the steady drumK
Of storm upon the leads The acheJ
Within her heart so burdensomeK
Grew heavier with the moan of rainI
The house was still save at her paneI
The wind cried hushed then cried againL
All night she lay awake and weptG
There was no other thing to doG
At dawn she rose and silent creptG
Adown the stairs that led intoG
The dripping garth the storm had sweptG
With ruin where of every hueG
The flowers lay rotting stained with mouldG
Where all was old unkempt and oldG
And ragged as a marigoldG
She sat her down where oft she satG
Upon a bench of marble whereM
In lines she oft would marvel atG
A Love was carved She did not dareM
Look on it then remembering thatG
Here in past time he kissed her hairM
And murmured vows while soft aboveN
The full moon lit the forth thereofN
The slowly crumbling form of LoveN
She could but weep remembering hoursC
Like these Then in the drizzling rainI
That weighed with wet the dying flowersC
She sought the old stone dial againL
The dial among the moss rose bowersC
Where often she had read in vainI
Of time and change and love and lossC
Rude lettered and o'ergrown with mossC
That slow the gnomon moved acrossC
Remembering this she turned awayO
The rain and tears upon her faceC
There was no thing to do or sayO
She stood a while a little spaceC
And watched the rain bead round and grayO
Upon the cobweb's tattered laceC
And tag the toadstool's spongy brimP
With points of mist and orbing dimP
With fog the sunflower's ruined rimP
With fog through which the moon at nightG
Would glimmer like a spectre sailQ
Or sullenly a blur of lightG
Like some huge glow worm dimly trailQ
'Neath which she 'd hear wrapped deep in whiteG
The far sea moaning on its shaleQ
While in the garden pacing slowH
And listening to its surge and flowH
She'd seem to hear her own heart's woeH
Now as the fog crept in from seaC
A great white darkness like a pallR
The yews and huddled shrubberyC
That dripped along the weedy wallD
Turned phantoms and as shadowyC
She too seemed wandering 'mid it allD
A phantom pale and sad and strangeS
And hopeless doomed for aye to rangeS
About the melancholy grangeS
E
The pansies too are dead the violet variedG
MarianaB
The raven dyed and fire fretted pansiesC
To memory marriedG
That from the grass like forms in old romancesC
Raised fairy facesC
All dead they lie the violet velvet pansiesC
In many placesC
MarianaB
The pansies too are dead the violet variedG
Oh hateful hateful are the hours that passC
The lonely hours of the lonesome nightsC
No pansy scatters heartsease through the grassC
That autumn sorrow blightsC
The heartsease that was hers of old that happier made her nightsC
Oh barren barren is her life alasC
Its youth and beauty all it hasC
And barren all delightsC
She lays her face against the withered grassC
The sodden grass the autumn grassC
And thinks the long long nightsC
Of one who will not come again whatever comes to passC

Madison Julius Cawein



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