To Emeline Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABA CCDC EEFE GGHG IIFI FGDG JJDJ KLBM NNON GGDG FFBF FFGF FI would enshrine in silvern song | A |
The charm that bore our souls along | A |
As in the sun flushed days of summer | B |
We felt the pulsings of nature's throng | A |
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When flecks of foam of flying spray | C |
Smote white the red sun's torrid ray | C |
Or wimpling fogs toyed with the mountain | D |
A rial spirits of dew at play | C |
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When hovering stars poised in the blue | E |
Came down and ever closer drew | E |
Or in the autumn air astringent | F |
Glimmered the pearls of the moonlit dew | E |
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We talked of bird and flower and tree | G |
Of God and man and destiny | G |
The years are wise though days be foolish | H |
We said as swung to its goal the sea | G |
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Our spirits knew keen fellowship | I |
Of light and shadow heart and lip | I |
The veil of M y grew transparent | F |
And hidden things came within our grip | I |
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And then we sang In Arcady | F |
All hearts are born thus happy free | G |
Till film of sin shuts out the Vision | D |
That is and was and that is to be | G |
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Thus wrought the Seen Unseen the spell | J |
To which our spirits rose and fell | J |
As drops of dew throb with the ocean | D |
We felt ourselves of His tidal swell | J |
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Nature's enchantment is of Love | K |
Goodness and truth and beauty wove | L |
In Him all things do hold together | B |
And onward upward to Him they move | M |
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And as we spake the full moon came | N |
A splendid globe in silver flame | N |
From out the dusky waste of waters | O |
Reposeful sped by His mighty name | N |
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Sweetheart I dedicate to thee | G |
These Song Waves from life's voiceful sea | G |
They ebb and flow with swift occasion | D |
Bearing rich freight and perhaps debris | G |
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Each murmuring low its song apart | F |
May hint a symphony of art | F |
Since under all within and over | B |
Is diapason of Love's great heart | F |
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For thee as on the bridal day | F |
Sweet our November as the May | F |
Are joined in one our high communings | G |
So take them dear as thine own I pray | F |
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TORONTO | F |
Theodore Harding Rand
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