To H. W. Longfellow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCC DDEEE FFGGH IIJJJ EKLLL IIMM DDNNN| BEFORE HIS DEPARTURE FOR EUROPE MAY | A |
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| OUR Poet who has taught the Western breeze | B |
| To waft his songs before him o'er the seas | B |
| Will find them wheresoe'er his wanderings reach | C |
| Borne on the spreading tide of English speech | C |
| Twin with the rhythmic waves that kiss the farthest beach | C |
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| Where shall the singing bird a stranger be | D |
| That finds a nest for him in every tree | D |
| How shall he travel who can never go | E |
| Where his own voice the echoes do not know | E |
| Where his own garden flowers no longer learn to grow | E |
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| Ah gentlest soul how gracious how benign | F |
| Breathes through our troubled life that voice of thine | F |
| Filled with a sweetness born of happier spheres | G |
| That wins and warms that kindles softens cheers | G |
| That calms the wildest woe and stays the bitterest tears | H |
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| Forgive the simple words that sound like praise | I |
| The mist before me dims my gilded phrase | I |
| Our speech at best is half alive and cold | J |
| And save that tenderer moments make us bold | J |
| Our whitening lips would close their truest truth untold | J |
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| We who behold our autumn sun below | E |
| The Scorpion's sign against the Archer's bow | K |
| Know well what parting means of friend from friend | L |
| After the snows no freshening dews descend | L |
| And what the frost has marred the sunshine will not mend | L |
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| So we all count the months the weeks the days | I |
| That keep thee from us in unwonted ways | I |
| Grudging to alien hearths our widowed time | M |
| And one has shaped a breath in artless rhyme | M |
| That sighs 'We track thee still through each remotest clime ' | - |
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| What wishes longings blessings prayers shall be | D |
| The more than golden freight that floats with thee | D |
| And know whatever welcome thou shalt find | N |
| Thou who hast won the hearts of half mankind | N |
| The proudest fondest love thou leavest still behind | N |
Oliver Wendell Holmes
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