Garden Street Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEEFFGGHHIIJJ KKLLMMNNOOPPJJQQRRSS TTUUVVWWXXYYZZPP

LONG and drowsy and white and wideA
Villas and arbours on either sideA
Pleasant under the cloudless skiesB
Garden Street in the sunlight liesB
Twice a day at the morning hourC
And again when the lights of sunset flowerC
Its pavements ring to the footfall noiseD
Of men and women and girls and boysD
Townward sprightly of foot they goE
Home they come in the evening glowE
Labours over and questing doneF
Some with money and some with noneF
Most hours through from morn to nightG
It dreams and dreams in the drowsy lightG
No call is there of the huckster clanH
Of the bottle oh and the rabbit manH
Wafted odours of nameless flowersI
Perfume the march of the golden hoursI
Under the laurels cooling the eyeJ
Pools of shade in the sunshine lieJ
All day long and night long tooK
Sunlight sweetened or washed by dewK
Leaf and petal and fern and palmL
Open their lungs out breathing balmL
Now the cooing of doves is heardM
Now the song of a single birdM
Beetles drone and the murmuring beesN
Make their round of the flowers and treesN
Echoes alone of the trouble and strifeO
Stir and flurry and noise of lifeO
Hints alone of its fever and heatP
Steal through the quiet of Garden StreetP
Traffic and Trade with eyes awryJ
Seek the city and pass it byJ
Few daylong through its distance wendQ
With money to make or money to spendQ
Yet yesterday when the moon was spedR
Up and down with a furtive treadR
Lounged a rogue with a wistful smileS
Whistling a jig on the wind the whileS
Twice or thrice in the stirless tranceT
Stilling his feet he paused to glanceT
Over the way to the vine clad gateU
Where the laurels droop and the poppies waitU
Rogue and robber and fool I swearV
Love was the plunder that brought him thereV
Love that laughed through a curtain of greenW
Watching his tricks the while I weenW
Rogue and robber he went awayX
Sour and sick at the end of dayX
Empty of hope and sad to seeY
For bolt and bar on her heart had sheY
She who lives in the Doric houseZ
Secret and shy as a little mouseZ
Dainty and dear from head to feetP
Pansy Princess of Garden StreetP

Roderic Quinn



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