A Touch Of Nature Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCBDCEFEDF

When first the crocus thrusts its point of goldA
Up through the still snow drifted garden mouldA
And folded green things in dim woods uncloseB
Their crinkled spears a sudden tremor goesB
Into my veins and makes me kith and kinC
To every wild born thing that thrills and blowsB
Sitting beside this crumbling sea coal fireD
Here in the city's ceaseless roar and dinC
Far from the brambly paths I used to knowE
Far from the rustling brooks that slip and shineF
Where the Neponset alders take their glowE
I share the tremulous sense of bud and briarD
And inarticulate ardors of the vineF

Thomas Bailey Aldrich



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