Prologue (kentucky Poems) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACCDEDF GHGHHIHII HGHGGEGEE JHJHHAHA HKHKLAKAA AMAMMHMHHThere is a poetry that speaks | A |
Through common things the grasshopper | B |
That in the hot weeds creaks and creaks | A |
Says all of summer to my ear | C |
And in the cricket's cry I hear | C |
The fireside speak and feel the frost | D |
Work mysteries of silver near | E |
On country casements while deep lost | D |
In snow the gatepost seems a sheeted ghost | F |
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And other things give rare delight | G |
Those guttural harps the green frogs tune | H |
Those minstrels of the falling night | G |
That hail the sickle of the moon | H |
From grassy pools that glass her lune | H |
Or all of August in its loud | I |
Dry cry the locust's call at noon | H |
That tells of heat and never a cloud | I |
To veil the pitiless sun as with a shroud | I |
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The rain whose cloud dark lids the moon | H |
The great white eyeball of the night | G |
Makes music for me to its tune | H |
I hear the flowers unfolding white | G |
The mushroom growing and the slight | G |
Green sound of grass that dances near | E |
The melon ripening with delight | G |
And in the orchard soft and clear | E |
The apple redly rounding out its sphere | E |
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The grigs make music as of old | J |
To which the fairies whirl and shine | H |
Within the moonlight's prodigal gold | J |
On woodways wild with many a vine | H |
When all the wilderness with wine | H |
Of stars is drunk I hear it say | A |
'Is God restricted to confine | H |
His wonders only to the day | A |
That yields the abstract tangible to clay ' | - |
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And to my ear the wind of Morn | H |
When on her rubric forehead far | K |
One star burns big lifts a vast horn | H |
Of wonder where all murmurs are | K |
In which I hear the waters war | L |
The torrent and the blue abyss | A |
And pines that terrace bar on bar | K |
The mountain side like lovers' kiss | A |
And whisper words where naught but grandeur is | A |
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The jutting crags all iron veined | A |
With ore the peaks where eagles scream | M |
That pour their cataracts rainbow stained | A |
Like hair in many a mountain stream | M |
Can lift my soul beyond the dream | M |
Of all religions make me scan | H |
No mere external or extreme | M |
But inward pierce the outward plan | H |
And learn that rocks have souls as well as man | H |
Madison Julius Cawein
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