The Berriers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEEDDDDDDFGDDDD HHIIGJFJ K JJJJDDLFJJDDDD MMDNNDOODDDDDD| MORN | A |
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| Down silver precipices drawn | B |
| The red wine cataracts of dawn | B |
| Pour soundless torrents wide and far | C |
| Deluging each warm floating star | C |
| A sound of winds and brooks and wings | D |
| Sweet woodland fluted carolings | D |
| Star radiance dashed on moss and fern | E |
| Wet leaves that quiver breathe and burn | E |
| Wet hills hung heavily with woods | D |
| Dew drenched and drunken solitudes | D |
| Faint murmuring elfin canticles | D |
| Sound light and spicy boisterous smells | D |
| And flowers and buds tumultuous bees | D |
| Wind wafts and genii of the trees | D |
| Thro' briers that trammel one by one | F |
| With swinging pails comes laughing on | G |
| A troop of youthful berriers | D |
| Their wet feet glitt'ring where they pass | D |
| Thro' dew drop studded tufts of grass | D |
| And oh their cheers their merry cheers | D |
| Wake Echo on her shrubby rock | H |
| Whom dale and mountain answering mock | H |
| With rapid fairy horns as if | I |
| Each mossy hill and weedy cliff | I |
| Had its imperial Oberon | G |
| Who seeking his Titania hid | J |
| In bloomy coverts him to shun | F |
| In kingly wrath had called and chid | J |
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| EVENING | K |
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| Cloud feathers oozing rich with light | J |
| Slow trembling in the locks of Night | J |
| Her dusky waist with sultry gold | J |
| Girdled and buckled fold on fold | J |
| High stars a sound of bleating flocks | D |
| Gray burly shadows fall'n 'mid rocks | D |
| Like giant curses overthrown | L |
| By some Arthurian champion | F |
| Soft swimming sorceries of mist | J |
| Haunting glad glens of amethyst | J |
| Low tinklings in dim clover dells | D |
| Of bland eyed kine with brazen bells | D |
| And where the marsh in reed and grass | D |
| Burns angry as a shattered glass | D |
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| The flies blur sudden blasts of shine | M |
| Like wasted draughts of amber wine | M |
| Spun high by reeling Bacchanals | D |
| When Bacchus bredes his curling hair | N |
| With vine leaves and from ev'ry lair | N |
| Voluptuous M nads lovely calls | D |
| They come they come a happy throng | O |
| The berriers with gibe and song | O |
| Deep pails brimmed black to tin white eaves | D |
| With luscious fruit kept cool with leaves | D |
| Of aromatic sassafras | D |
| 'Twixt which some sparkling berry slips | D |
| Like laughter from the purple mass | D |
| Wine swollen as Silenus' lips | D |
Madison Julius Cawein
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