James Russell Lowell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEDE FGFG HIHI JKJK LMLM NONO PQPQ RSGS TUTU KEKE| A | |
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| THOU shouldst have sung the swan song for the choir | B |
| That filled our groves with music till the day | C |
| Lit the last hilltop with its reddening fire | B |
| And evening listened for thy lingering lay | C |
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| But thou hast found thy voice in realms afar | D |
| Where strains celestial blend their notes with thine | E |
| Some cloudless sphere beneath a happier star | D |
| Welcomes the bright winged spirit we resign | E |
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| How Nature mourns thee in the still retreat | F |
| Where passed in peace thy love enchanted hours | G |
| Where shall she find an eye like thine to greet | F |
| Spring's earliest footprints on her opening flowers | G |
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| Have the pale wayside weeds no fond regret | H |
| For him who read the secrets they enfold | I |
| Shall the proud spangles of the field forget | H |
| The verse that lent new glory to their gold | I |
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| And ye whose carols wooed his infant ear | J |
| Whose chants with answering woodnotes he repaid | K |
| Have ye no song his spirit still may hear | J |
| From Elmwood's vaults of overarching shade | K |
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| Friends of his studious hours who thronged to teach | L |
| The deep read scholar all your varied lore | M |
| Shall he no longer seek your shelves to reach | L |
| The treasure missing from his world wide store | M |
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| This singer whom we long have held so dear | N |
| Was Nature's darling shapely strong and fair | O |
| Of keenest wit of judgment crystal clear | N |
| Easy of converse courteous debonair | O |
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| Fit for the loftiest or the lowliest lot | P |
| Self poised imperial yet of simplest ways | Q |
| At home alike in castle or in cot | P |
| True to his aim let others blame or praise | Q |
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| Freedom he found an heirloom from his sires | R |
| Song letters statecraft shared his years in turn | S |
| All went to feed the nation's altar fires | G |
| Whose mourning children wreathe his funeral urn | S |
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| He loved New England people language soil | T |
| Unweaned by exile from her arid breast | U |
| Farewell awhile white handed son of toil | T |
| Go with her brown armed laborers to thy rest | U |
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| Peace to thy slumber in the forest shade | K |
| Poet and patriot every gift was thine | E |
| Thy name shall live while summers bloom and fade | K |
| And grateful Memory guard thy leafy shrine | E |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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