November Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCBBCCBDEFGEF A HIIIIIIICIJCIK| I | A |
| The shivering wind sits in the oaks whose limbs | B |
| Twisted and tortured nevermore are still | C |
| Grief and decay sit with it they whose chill | C |
| Autumnal touch makes hectic red the rims | B |
| Of all the oak leaves desolating dims | B |
| The ageratum's blue that banks the rill | C |
| And splits the milkweed's pod upon the hill | C |
| And shakes it free of the last seed that swims | B |
| Down goes the day despondent to its close | D |
| And now the sunset's hands of copper build | E |
| A tower of brass behind whose burning bars | F |
| The day in fierce barbarian repose | G |
| Like some imprisoned Inca sits hate filled | E |
| Crowned with the gold corymbus of the stars | F |
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| II | A |
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| There is a booming in the forest boughs | H |
| Tremendous feet seem trampling through the trees | I |
| The storm is at his wildman revelries | I |
| And earth and heaven echo his carouse | I |
| Night reels with tumult and from out her house | I |
| Of cloud the moon looks like a face one sees | I |
| In nightmare hurrying with pale eyes that freeze | I |
| Stooping above with white malignant brows | I |
| The isolated oak upon the hill | C |
| That seemed at sunset in terrific lands | I |
| A Titan head black in a sea of blood | J |
| Now seems a monster harp whose wild strings thrill | C |
| To the vast fingering of innumerable hands | I |
| Spirits of tempest and of solitude | K |
Madison Julius Cawein
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