The Dance Of The Winds Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The Wind god Eolus sat one mornA
In his cavern of tempests quite forlornA
He'd been ill of a fever a month and a dayB
And the sun had been having things all his own wayB
Pouring o'er earth such a torrent of heatC
That the meadows were dry as the trampled streetC
And people were panting and ready to dieD
Of the fire that blazed from the pitiless skyD
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But the King felt better that hot June dayB
So he said to himself I will get up a playB
Among the children by way of a changeE
No doubt they are feeling like me very strangeE
At this dreary confinement a month and moreF
And never once stirring at all out of doorF
It is terribly wearisome keeping so stillG
They all shall go out for a dance on the hillG
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Then aloud he spake and the dreary hallH
Re echoed hoarsely his hollow callH
Ho Boreas Auster Eurus hoI
And you too dainty winged Zephyrus goI
And have a dance on the hills to dayB
And I'll sit here and enjoy your playB
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Then Boreas started with such a roarF
That the King his father was troubled soreF
And peevishly muttered within himselfJ
He'll burst his throat the unmannerly elfJ
But Auster angry at seeing his brotherK
Astart of him broke away with anotherK
As fearful a yell from the opposite sideL
Of the wind cave gloomy and long and wideL
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One from the South and one from the NorthM
The rough tempered brothers went shrieking forthM
And faster and faster and faster stillG
They swept o'er valley and forest and hillG
The clouds affrighted before them flewN
From white swift changing to black or blueN
But failing to'scape the assailants' ireO
Fell afoul of each other in conflict direO
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Now hot now cold what a strife was thereP
Till the crashing hailstones smote the airP
And men and women in country and townQ
Were hastily closing their windows downQ
And shutting doors with a crash and a bangR
While the raindrops beat and the hailstones rangR
And the lightnings glared from the fiery eyesS
Of the furious combatants up in the skiesS
And burst in thunder claps far and nearT
Making the timorous shake with fearT
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Then Eolus with affright grew coldU
For his blood you'll remember is thin and oldU
And his turbulent sons such an uproar madeV
That watching the conflict he grew afraidV
Lest in the rage of their desperate fightW
The pair should finish each other outrightW
So he shouted to Eurus Away awayB
Come up from the East by the shortest wayB
And try and part them and you too goI
Zephyrus why are you loitering soI
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Then away sped Eurus shrieking so loudX
That he startled a lazy half slumbering cloudX
That fled before him white in the faceY
And dashed away at a furious paceY
But he drove it fiercely betwixt the twoN
Who parted and scarce knowing what to doN
Descended and each from an opposite placeY
Began to fling dirt in the other one's faceY
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Then round and round and round againZ
They raced and chased over valley and plainA2
Catching up in their mischievous whirlsY
The hats of boys and the bonnets of girlsY
Tossing up feathers and leaves and sticksY
Knocking down chimneys and scattering bricksY
Levelling fences and pulling up treesY
Till Eolus oftentimes hard to pleaseY
Clapped his hands as his wine he quaffedN
And laughed as he never before had laughedN
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Cried Eurus Ho ho so this furious fightN
Ends up in a romp and a frolic all rightN
I am in for a share Then away went heB2
And joined with a will in the boisterous gleeB2
Till out of breath ere the sun went downQ
They all fell asleep in the forest brownQ
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A full hour afterwards ambling alongC2
Came dainty Zephyrus humming a songC2
And pausing the truant to kiss each flowerK
That blushed in garden or field or bowerK
But no one was left to be merry with himD2
So he danced with the leaves till the light grew dimD2
And as Twilight was going to sleep in the westN
He too fell asleep on a rose's breastN

Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)



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