The Winds Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAABBACDECDE

Those hewers of the clouds the Winds that lairA
At the four compass points are out to nightB
I hear their sandals trample on the heightB
I hear their voices trumpet through the airA
Builders of storm God's workmen now they bearA
Up the steep stair of sky on backs of mightB
Huge tempest bulks while sweat that blinds heir sightB
The rain is shaken from tumultuous hairA
Now sweepers of the firmament they broomC
Like gathered dust the rolling mists alongD
Heaven's floors of sapphire all the beautiful blueE
Of skyey corridor and celestial roomC
Preparing with large laughter and loud songD
For the white moon and stars to wander throughE

Madison Julius Cawein



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