The Wood Thrush Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABA CDEDE FGFGF FHFHF FFFFF IFIFI JKJKJ FFFFF LMLML NFNFN OFOFO HFHFH PQPQP RSRTR UBUBU

Bird with the voice of goldA
Dropping wild bar on barB
To which the flowers unfoldA
Star upon gleaming starB
Here in the forest oldA
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Bird with the note as clearC
Cool as a bead of dewD
To which the buds that hearE
Open deep eyes of blueD
Prick up a rosy earE
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Shut in your house of leavesF
Bubbles of song you blowG
Showered whence none perceivesF
Taking the wood belowG
Till its green bosom heavesF
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Music of necromanceF
Circles of silvering soundH
Wherein the fairies danceF
Weaving an elfin roundH
Till the whole wood's a tranceF
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Till with the soul one hearsF
Footsteps of mythic thingsF
Fauns with their pointed earsF
Piping to haunted springsF
And the white nymph that nearsF
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Dryads that rustle fromI
Trunks of unclosing treesF
Glimmering shapes that comeI
Clothed on with bloom and breezeF
Stealthily venturesomeI
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Spirits of light and airJ
Bodied of dawn and duskK
Peeping from blossoms thereJ
Windows of dew and muskK
Starry with firefly hairJ
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Moth winged and bee like formsF
Rippling with flower tintsF
Waving their irised armsF
Weaving of twilight glintsF
Wonders and wildwood charmsF
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Myths of the falling foamL
Tossing their hair of sprayM
Driving the minnows homeL
Shepherding them the wayM
Safe from the water gnomeL
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Or from the streaming stoneN
Drawing with liquid strokesF
Many a crystal toneN
Music their joy evokesF
Filling the forest loneN
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Art thou a voice or birdO
Lost in the world of treesF
Or but a dream that's heardO
Telling of mysteriesF
Saying an unknown wordO
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Art thou a sprite or soundH
Blown on a flute of faysF
Going thy wildwood roundH
Haunting the woodland waysF
Making them holy groundH
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Art thou a dream that SpringP
Utters a hope her soulQ
Voices whose pulses singP
On to some fairer goalQ
Wild as a heart or wingP
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Art thou the gold and greenR
Voice of the ancient woodS
Syllabling soft betweenR
Silence and solitudeT
All that it dreams unseenR
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Bird like a wisp a gleamU
Lo you have led me farB
Would I were what you seemU
Or what you really areB
Bird with the voice of dreamU

Madison Julius Cawein



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