Minions Of The Moon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABA CDEDE FGFGF HIHIH JKJKJ HLHLH M NONOLLL PLPLQQQ RLRLHHH SGSGTTTThrough leafy windows of the trees | A |
The full moon shows a wrinkled face | B |
And trailing dim her draperies | A |
Of mist from place to place | B |
The Twilight leads the breeze | A |
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And now far off beside a pool | C |
Dusk blows a reed a guttural note | D |
Then sows the air around her full | E |
Of twinkling disc and mote | D |
And moth shapes soft as wool | E |
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And from a glen where lights glow by | F |
Through hollowed hands she sends a call | G |
And Solitude with owlet cry | F |
Answers and Evenfall | G |
Steps swiftly from the sky | F |
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And Mystery in hodden gray | H |
Steals forth to meet her and the Dark | I |
Before him slowly makes to sway | H |
A jack o' lantern spark | I |
To light him on his way | H |
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The grasshopper its violin | J |
Tunes up the katydid its fife | K |
The beetle drums the grig makes din | J |
Informing Elfin life | K |
Night's revels now begin | J |
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And from each side along the way | H |
Old Witchcraft waves a batlike hand | L |
And summons forth the toadstool gray | H |
To point the path to Faeryland | L |
Where all man's longings stray | H |
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II | M |
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The snail puts forth two staring horns | N |
And down the toadstool slides | O |
The wind sits whispering in the thorns | N |
Of one unseen who hides | O |
Of him the Sprite | L |
With glowworm light | L |
Who watchmans secrets of the Night | L |
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The bee sleeps in the berry bloom | P |
The bird dreams on its nest | L |
The moon moth swoons through drowsed perfume | P |
Upon a fragrant quest | L |
It seeks for him | Q |
The Pixy slim | Q |
Who tags with wet each wildflower's rim | Q |
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The milkwort leans an ear of pink | R |
And listens for the dew | L |
The fireflies in the wildrose wink | R |
That seems to listen too | L |
For her the Fay | H |
With sword like ray | H |
Who opens buds at close of day | H |
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The moon that dares not come too near | S |
Keeps to the highest hill | G |
The little brook it seems for fear | S |
Of something strange is still | G |
The Mystery | T |
It well may be | T |
That talks to it of Faerie | T |
Madison Julius Cawein
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