November Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD| The world is tired the year is old | A |
| The little leaves are glad to die | B |
| The wind goes shivering with cold | A |
| Among the rushes dry | B |
| - | |
| Our love is dying like the grass | C |
| And we who kissed grow coldly kind | D |
| Half glad to see our poor love pass | C |
| Like leaves along the wind | D |
Sara Teasdale
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