A Boy Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDED

Out of the noise of tired people workingA
Harried with thoughts of war and lists of deadB
His beauty met me like a fresh wind blowingA
Clean boyish beauty and high held headB
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Eyes that told secrets lips that would not tell themC
Fearless and shy the young unwearied eyesD
Men die by millions now because God blundersE
Yet to have made this boy he must be wiseD

Sara Teasdale



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