The Wind In The Hemlock Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCC DDEEFFGG CCHH ICCJIKCCKLMMCLMM CCFNCC| Steely stars and moon of brass | A |
| How mockingly you watch me pass | A |
| You know as well as I how soon | B |
| I shall be blind to stars and moon | B |
| Deaf to the wind in the hemlock tree | C |
| Dumb when the brown earth weighs on me | C |
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| With envious dark rage I bear | D |
| Stars your cold complacent stare | D |
| Heart broken in my hate look up | E |
| Moon at your clear immortal cup | E |
| Changing to gold from dusky red | F |
| Age after age when I am dead | F |
| To be filled up with light and then | G |
| Emptied to be refilled again | G |
| - | |
| What has man done that only he | C |
| Is slave to death so brutally | C |
| Beaten back into the earth | H |
| Impatient for him since his birth | H |
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| Oh let me shut my eyes close out | I |
| The sight of stars and earth and be | C |
| Sheltered a minute by this tree | C |
| Hemlock through your fragrant boughs | J |
| There moves no anger and no doubt | I |
| No envy of immortal things | K |
| The night wind murmurs of the sea | C |
| With veiled music ceaselessly | C |
| That to my shaken spirit sings | K |
| From their frail nest the robins rouse | L |
| In your pungent darkness stirred | M |
| Twittering a low drowsy word | M |
| And me you shelter even me | C |
| In your quietness you house | L |
| The wind the woman and the bird | M |
| You speak to me and I have heard | M |
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| If I am peaceful I shall see | C |
| Beauty's face continually | C |
| Feeding on her wine and bread | F |
| I shall be wholly comforted | N |
| For she can make one day for me | C |
| Rich as my lost eternity | C |
Sara Teasdale
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