Song Of Nature Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGF HIJI KHKL KMNM KOEO PQPQ RSTS KMKM UVSV WOXO YZYZ AA2B2A2 C2D2E2D2 F2G2H2G2 I2J2K2J2 SL2VL2 H2M2N2O2 P2Q2H2R2 FH2S2H2 XQXQ

Mine are the night and morningA
The pits of air the gulf of spaceB
The sportive sun the gibbous moonC
The innumerable daysD
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I hid in the solar gloryE
I am dumb in the pealing songF
I rest on the pitch of the torrentG
In slumber I am strongF
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No numbers have counted my talliesH
No tribes my house can fillI
I sit by the shining Fount of LifeJ
And pour the deluge stillI
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And ever by delicate powersK
Gathering along the centuriesH
From race on race the rarest flowersK
My wreath shall nothing missL
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And many a thousand summersK
My apples ripened wellM
And light from meliorating starsN
With firmer glory fellM
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I wrote the past in charactersK
Of rock and fire the scrollO
The building in the coral seaE
The planting of the coalO
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And thefts from satellites and ringsP
And broken stars I drewQ
And out of spent and aged thingsP
I formed the world anewQ
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What time the gods kept carnivalR
Tricked out in star and flowerS
And in cramp elf and saurian formsT
They swathed their too much powerS
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Time and Thought were my surveyorsK
They laid their courses wellM
They boiled the sea and baked the layersK
Or granite marl and shellM
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But he the man child gloriousU
Where tarries he the whileV
The rainbow shines his harbingerS
The sunset gleams his smileV
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My boreal lights leap upwardW
Forthright my planets rollO
And still the man child is not bornX
The summit of the wholeO
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Must time and tide forever runY
Will never my winds go sleep in the westZ
Will never my wheels which whirl the sunY
And satellites have restZ
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Too much of donning and doffingA
Too slow the rainbow fadesA2
I weary of my robe of snowB2
My leaves and my cascadesA2
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I tire of globes and racesC2
Too long the game is playedD2
What without him is summer's pompE2
Or winter's frozen shadeD2
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I travail in pain for himF2
My creatures travail and waitG2
His couriers come by squadronsH2
He comes not to the gateG2
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Twice I have moulded an imageI2
And thrice outstretched my handJ2
Made one of day and one of nightK2
And one of the salt sea sandJ2
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One in a Judaean mangerS
And one by Avon streamL2
One over against the mouths of NileV
And one in the AcademeL2
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I moulded kings and savioursH2
And bards o'er kings to ruleM2
But fell the starry influence shortN2
The cup was never fullO2
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Yet whirl the glowing wheels once moreP2
And mix the bowl againQ2
Seethe fate the ancient elementsH2
Heat cold wet dry and peace and painR2
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Let war and trade and creeds and songF
Blend ripen race on raceH2
The sunburnt world a man shall breedS2
Of all the zones and countless daysH2
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No ray is dimmed no atom wornX
My oldest force is good as newQ
And the fresh rose on yonder thornX
Gives back the bending heavens in dewQ

Ralph Waldo Emerson



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