The Leaf-cricket Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBBBCCDDEEFF A EEGGGG EECCHH A EEBBCCIIJJAA KKBBLLBBBBLL| I | A |
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| Small twilight singer | B |
| Of dew and mist thou ghost gray gossamer winger | B |
| Of dusk's dim glimmer | B |
| How chill thy note sounds how thy wings of shimmer | B |
| Vibrate soft sighing | C |
| Meseems for Summer that is dead or dying | C |
| I stand and listen | D |
| And at thy song the garden beds that glisten | D |
| With rose and lily | E |
| Seem touched with sadness and the tuberose chilly | E |
| Breathing around its cold and colorless breath | F |
| Fills the pale evening with wan hints of death | F |
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| II | A |
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| I see thee quaintly | E |
| Beneath the leaf thy shell shaped winglets faintly | E |
| As thin as spangle | G |
| Of cobwebbed rain held up at airy angle | G |
| I hear thy tinkle | G |
| With faery notes the silvery stillness sprinkle | G |
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| Investing wholly | E |
| The moonlight with divinest melancholy | E |
| Until in seeming | C |
| I see the Spirit of Summer sadly dreaming | C |
| Amid her ripened orchards russet strewn | H |
| Her great grave eyes fixed on the harvest moon | H |
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| III | A |
| - | |
| As dewdrops beady | E |
| As mist minute thy notes ring low and reedy | E |
| The vaguest vapor | B |
| Of melody now near now like some taper | B |
| Of sound far fading | C |
| Thou will o' wisp of music aye evading | C |
| Among the bowers | I |
| The fog washed stalks of Autumn's weeds and flowers | I |
| By hill and hollow | J |
| I hear thy murmur and in vain I follow | J |
| Thou jack o' lantern voice thou pixy cry | A |
| Thou dirge that tellest Beauty she must die | A |
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| IV | - |
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| And when the frantic | K |
| Wild winds of Autumn with the dead leaves antic | K |
| And walnuts scatter | B |
| The mire of lanes and dropping acorns patter | B |
| In grove and forest | L |
| Like some frail grief with the rude blast thou warrest | L |
| Sending thy slender | B |
| Far cry against the gale that rough untender | B |
| Untouched of sorrow | B |
| Sweeps thee aside where haply I to morrow | B |
| Shall find thee lying tiny cold and crushed | L |
| Thy weak wings folded and thy music hushed | L |
Madison Julius Cawein
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