The Spider And The Fly. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABAB CCCDCD EEEFEF AAACAC GGGBGB HHHDHD IJJBIB KKKLKL MMMKMK NOOPOP| The sun shines bright the morning's fair | A |
| The gossamers float on the air | A |
| The dew gems twinkle in the glare | A |
| The spider's loom | B |
| Is closely plied with artful care | A |
| Even in my room | B |
| - | |
| See how she moves in zigzag line | C |
| And draws along her silken twine | C |
| Too soft for touch for sight too fine | C |
| Nicely cementing | D |
| And makes her polished drapery shine | C |
| The edge indenting | D |
| - | |
| Her silken ware is gaily spread | E |
| And now she weaves herself a bed | E |
| Where hiding all but just her head | E |
| She watching lies | F |
| For moths or gnats entangled spread | E |
| Or buzzing flies | F |
| - | |
| You cunning pest why forward dare | A |
| So near to lay your bloody snare | A |
| But you to kingly courts repair | A |
| With fell design | C |
| And spread with kindred courtiers there | A |
| Entangling twine | C |
| - | |
| Ah silly fly will you advance | G |
| I see you in the sunbeam dance | G |
| Attracted by the silken glance | G |
| In that dread loom | B |
| Or blindly led by fatal chance | G |
| To meet your doom | B |
| - | |
| Ah think not 'tis the velvet flue | H |
| Of hare or rabbit tempts your view | H |
| Or silken threads of dazzling hue | H |
| To ease your wing | D |
| The foaming savage couched for you | H |
| Is on the spring | D |
| - | |
| Entangled freed and yet again | I |
| You touch 'tis o'er that plaintive strain | J |
| That mournful buzz that struggle vain | J |
| Proclaim your doom | B |
| Up to the murderous den you're ta'en | I |
| Your bloody tomb | B |
| - | |
| So thoughtless youths will trifling play | K |
| With dangers on their giddy way | K |
| Or madly err in open day | K |
| Through passions fell | L |
| And fall though warned oft a prey | K |
| To death and hell | L |
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| But hark the fluttering leafy trees | M |
| Proclaim the gently swelling breeze | M |
| Whilst through my window by degrees | M |
| Its breathings play | K |
| The spider's web all tattered flees | M |
| Like thought away | K |
| - | |
| Thus worldlings lean on broken props | N |
| And idly weave their cobweb hopes | O |
| And hang o'er hell by spider's ropes | O |
| Whilst sins enthral | P |
| Affliction blows their joy elopes | O |
| And down they fall | P |
Patrick Bronte
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