To The Poets Who Only Read And Listen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ

WHEN evening's shadowy fingers foldA
The flowers of every hueB
Some shy half opened bud will holdA
Its drop of morning's dewB
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Sweeter with every sunlit hourC
The trembling sphere has grownD
Till all the fragrance of the flowerC
Becomes at last its ownD
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We that have sung perchance may findE
Our little meed of praiseF
And round our pallid temples bindE
The wreath of fading baysF
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Ah Poet who hast never spentG
Thy breath in idle strainsH
For thee the dewdrop morning lentG
Still in thy heart remainsH
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Unwasted in its perfumed cellI
It waits the evening galeJ
Then to the azure whence it fellI
Its lingering sweets exhaleJ

Oliver Wendell Holmes



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