The Island Hunting-song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFGFHIHI JEJEKLKM NONOPCPC QRQRSTST| No more the summer floweret charms | A |
| The leaves will soon be sere | B |
| And Autumn folds his jewelled arms | A |
| Around the dying year | B |
| So ere the waning seasons claim | C |
| Our leafless groves awhile | D |
| With golden wine and glowing flame | C |
| We ll crown our lonely isle | D |
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| Once more the merry voices sound | E |
| Within the antlered hall | F |
| And long and loud the baying hounds | G |
| Return the hunter s call | F |
| And through the woods and o er the hill | H |
| And far along the bay | I |
| The driver s horn is sounding shrill | H |
| Up sportsmen and away | I |
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| No bars of steel or walls of stone | J |
| Our little empire bound | E |
| But circling with his azure zone | J |
| The sea runs foaming round | E |
| The whitening wave the purpled skies | K |
| The blue and lifted shore | L |
| Braid with their dim and blending dyes | K |
| Our wide horizon o er | M |
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| And who will leave the grave debate | N |
| That shakes the smoky town | O |
| To rule amid our island state | N |
| And wear our oak leaf crown | O |
| And who will be awhile content | P |
| To hunt our woodland game | C |
| And leave the vulgar pack that scent | P |
| The reeking track of fame | C |
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| Ah who that shares in toils like these | Q |
| Will sigh not to prolong | R |
| Our days beneath the broad leaved trees | Q |
| Our nights of mirth and song | R |
| Then leave the dust of noisy streets | S |
| Ye outlaws of the wood | T |
| And follow through his green retreats | S |
| Your noble Robin Hood | T |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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