Insomnia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABCC DDDEEE FGFEEE HEI JJKKLLMMNNEEOOPPOO QQRRSSTT UT MVMVWIXIYAZAII| Heigh ho to sleep I vainly try | A |
| Since twelve I haven't closed an eye | A |
| And now it's three and as I lie | A |
| From Notre Dame to St Denis | B |
| The bells of Paris chime to me | C |
| You're young they say and strong and free | C |
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| I do not turn with sighs and groans | D |
| To ease my limbs to rest my bones | D |
| As if my bed were stuffed with stones | D |
| No peevish murmur tips my tongue | E |
| Ah no for every sound upflung | E |
| Says Lad you're free and strong and young | E |
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| And so beneath the sheet's caress | F |
| My body purrs with happiness | G |
| Joy bubbles in my veins Ah yes | F |
| My very blood that leaps along | E |
| Is chiming in a joyous song | E |
| Because I'm young and free and strong | E |
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| Maybe it is the springtide I am so happy I am afraid | H |
| The sense of living fills me with exultation I want to sing | E |
| to dance I am dithyrambic with delight | I |
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| I think the moon must be to blame | J |
| It fills the room with fairy flame | J |
| It paints the wall it seems to pour | K |
| A dappled flood upon the floor | K |
| I rise and through the window stare | L |
| Ye gods how marvelously fair | L |
| From Montrouge to the Martyr's Hill | M |
| A silver city rapt and still | M |
| Dim drowsy deeps of opal haze | N |
| And spire and dome in diamond blaze | N |
| The little lisping leaves of spring | E |
| Like sequins softly glimmering | E |
| Each roof a plaque of argent sheen | O |
| A gauzy gulf the space between | O |
| Each chimney top a thing of grace | P |
| Where merry moonbeams prank and chase | P |
| And all that sordid was and mean | O |
| Just Beauty deathless and serene | O |
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| O magic city of a dream | Q |
| From glory unto glory gleam | Q |
| And I will gaze and pity those | R |
| Who on their pillows drowse and doze | R |
| And as I've nothing else to do | S |
| Of tea I'll make a rousing brew | S |
| And coax my pipes until they croon | T |
| And chant a ditty to the moon | T |
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| There my tea is black and strong Inspiration comes with | U |
| every sip Now for the moon | T |
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| The moon peeped out behind the hill | M |
| As yellow as an apricot | V |
| Then up and up it climbed until | M |
| Into the sky it fairly got | V |
| The sky was vast and violet | W |
| The poor moon seemed to faint in fright | I |
| And pale it grew and paler yet | X |
| Like fine old silver rinsed and bright | I |
| And yet it climbed so bravely on | Y |
| Until it mounted heaven high | A |
| Then earthward it serenely shone | Z |
| A silver sovereign of the sky | A |
| A bland sultana of the night | I |
| Surveying realms of lily light | I |
Robert William Service
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