Insomnia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AAABCC DDDEEE FGFEEE HEI JJKKLLMMNNEEOOPPOO QQRRSSTT UT MVMVWIXIYAZAII

Heigh ho to sleep I vainly tryA
Since twelve I haven't closed an eyeA
And now it's three and as I lieA
From Notre Dame to St DenisB
The bells of Paris chime to meC
You're young they say and strong and freeC
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I do not turn with sighs and groansD
To ease my limbs to rest my bonesD
As if my bed were stuffed with stonesD
No peevish murmur tips my tongueE
Ah no for every sound upflungE
Says Lad you're free and strong and youngE
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And so beneath the sheet's caressF
My body purrs with happinessG
Joy bubbles in my veins Ah yesF
My very blood that leaps alongE
Is chiming in a joyous songE
Because I'm young and free and strongE
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Maybe it is the springtide I am so happy I am afraidH
The sense of living fills me with exultation I want to singE
to dance I am dithyrambic with delightI
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I think the moon must be to blameJ
It fills the room with fairy flameJ
It paints the wall it seems to pourK
A dappled flood upon the floorK
I rise and through the window stareL
Ye gods how marvelously fairL
From Montrouge to the Martyr's HillM
A silver city rapt and stillM
Dim drowsy deeps of opal hazeN
And spire and dome in diamond blazeN
The little lisping leaves of springE
Like sequins softly glimmeringE
Each roof a plaque of argent sheenO
A gauzy gulf the space betweenO
Each chimney top a thing of graceP
Where merry moonbeams prank and chaseP
And all that sordid was and meanO
Just Beauty deathless and sereneO
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O magic city of a dreamQ
From glory unto glory gleamQ
And I will gaze and pity thoseR
Who on their pillows drowse and dozeR
And as I've nothing else to doS
Of tea I'll make a rousing brewS
And coax my pipes until they croonT
And chant a ditty to the moonT
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There my tea is black and strong Inspiration comes withU
every sip Now for the moonT
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The moon peeped out behind the hillM
As yellow as an apricotV
Then up and up it climbed untilM
Into the sky it fairly gotV
The sky was vast and violetW
The poor moon seemed to faint in frightI
And pale it grew and paler yetX
Like fine old silver rinsed and brightI
And yet it climbed so bravely onY
Until it mounted heaven highA
Then earthward it serenely shoneZ
A silver sovereign of the skyA
A bland sultana of the nightI
Surveying realms of lily lightI

Robert William Service



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