My Indian Summer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDEFFGGHHAA AAAAIIJKLLMMAA AABBAANNOOPPAA| Here in the Autumn of my days | A |
| My life is mellowed in a haze | A |
| Unpleasant sights are none to clear | B |
| Discordant sounds I hardly hear | C |
| Infirmities like buffers soft | D |
| Sustain me tranquilly aloft | E |
| I'm deaf to duffers blind to bores | F |
| Peace seems to percolate my pores | F |
| I fold my hands keep quiet mind | G |
| In dogs and children joy I find | G |
| With temper tolerant and mild | H |
| Myself you'd almost think a child | H |
| Yea I have come on pleasant ways | A |
| Here in the Autumn of my days | A |
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| Here in the Autumn of my days | A |
| I can allow myself to laze | A |
| To rest and give myself to dreams | A |
| Life never was so sweet it seems | A |
| I haven't lost my sense of smell | I |
| My taste buds never served so well | I |
| I love to eat delicious food | J |
| Has never seemed one half so good | K |
| In tea and coffee I delight | L |
| I smoke and sip my grog at night | L |
| I have a softer sense of touch | M |
| For comfort I enjoy so much | M |
| My skis are far more blues than greys | A |
| Here in the Autumn of my days | A |
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| Here in the Autumn of my days | A |
| My heart is full of peace and praise | A |
| Yet though I know that Winter's near | B |
| I'll meet and greet it with a cheer | B |
| With friendly books with cosy fires | A |
| And few but favourite desires | A |
| I'll live from strife and woe apart | N |
| And make a Heaven in my heart | N |
| For Goodness I have learned is best | O |
| And should by Kindness be expressed | O |
| And so December with a smile | P |
| I'll wait and welcome but meanwhile | P |
| Blest interlude The Gods I praise | A |
| For this the Autumn of my days | A |
Robert William Service
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