The Question Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABCC DEFEFEFF GAGAGAHH IJIJIJKK FAFAFALMI dreamed that as I wandered by the way | A |
Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring | B |
And gentle odours led my steps astray | A |
Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring | B |
Along a shelving bank of turf which lay | A |
Under a copse and hardly dared to fling | B |
Its green arms round the bosom of the stream | C |
But kissed it and then fled as thou mightest in dream | C |
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There grew pied wind flowers and violets | D |
Daisies those pearled Arcturi of the earth | E |
The constellated flower that never sets | F |
Faint oxlips tender bluebells at whose birth | E |
The sod scarce heaved and that tall flower that wets | F |
Like a child half in tenderness and mirth | E |
Its mother's face with Heaven's collected tears | F |
When the low wind its playmate's voice it hears | F |
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And in the warm hedge grew lush eglantine | G |
Green cowbind and the moonlight coloured may | A |
And cherry blossoms and white cups whose wine | G |
Was the bright dew yet drained not by the day | A |
And wild roses and ivy serpentine | G |
With its dark buds and leaves wandering astray | A |
And flowers azure black and streaked with gold | H |
Fairer than any wakened eyes behold | H |
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And nearer to the river's trembling edge | I |
There grew broad flag flowers purple pranked with white | J |
And starry river buds among the sedge | I |
And floating water lilies broad and bright | J |
Which lit the oak that overhung the hedge | I |
With moonlight beams of their own watery light | J |
And bulrushes and reeds of such deep green | K |
As soothed the dazzled eye with sober sheen | K |
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Methought that of these visionary flowers | F |
I made a nosegay bound in such a way | A |
That the same hues which in their natural bowers | F |
Were mingled or opposed the like array | A |
Kept these imprisoned children of the Hours | F |
Within my hand and then elate and gay | A |
I hastened to the spot whence I had come | L |
That I might there present it Oh to whom | M |
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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