My Youth Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFEBGEH IEIEJEBEIEEE KLKLMNFNICEC BOKOEMKMPCICQRQQESES| Come beneath yon verdant branches | A |
| Come my own with me | B |
| Come and there my soul will open | C |
| Secret doors to thee | B |
| Yonder shalt thou learn the secrets | D |
| Deep within my breast | E |
| Where my love upsprings eternal | F |
| Come with pain opprest | E |
| Yonder all the truth I'll tell thee | B |
| Tell it thee with tears | G |
| Ah so long have we been parted | E |
| Years of youth sweet years | H |
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| See'st thou the dancers floating | I |
| On a stream of sound | E |
| There alone the soul entrancing | I |
| Happiness is found | E |
| Magic music hark it calls us | J |
| Ringing wild and sweet | E |
| One two three beloved haste thee | B |
| Point thy dainty feet | E |
| Now at last I feel that living | I |
| Is no foolish jest | E |
| O sweet years of youth departed | E |
| Vanished with the rest | E |
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| Fiddler play a little longer | K |
| Why this hurry say | L |
| I'm but half way through a measure | K |
| Yet a little play | L |
| Smiling in her wreath of flowers | M |
| Is my love not fair | N |
| See us in the charmed circle | F |
| Flitting light as air | N |
| Haste thee loved one for the music | I |
| Shall be hushed anon | C |
| O sweet years of youth departed | E |
| Whither are ye gone | C |
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| Gracious youth of mine so quickly | B |
| Hath it come to this | O |
| Lo where flowed the golden river | K |
| Yawns the black abyss | O |
| Where oh where is my beloved | E |
| Where the wreath of flowers | M |
| Where oh where the merry fiddler | K |
| Where those happy hours | M |
| Shall I never hear the echoes | P |
| Of those songs again | C |
| Oh on what hills are they ringing | I |
| O'er what sunny plain | C |
| May not I from out the distance | Q |
| Cast one backward glance | R |
| On that fair and lost existence | Q |
| Youth's sweet dalliance | Q |
| Foolish dreamer Time hath snatched it | E |
| And tho' man implore | S |
| Joys that he hath reaped and garnered | E |
| Bloom again no more | S |
Morris Rosenfeld
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