Ode To Winter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDCDEFEGHIHIJJKK ILILMNMNOPOPQQRSITIT UVUUWWWXYYEEZA2ZA2UI UIB2C2B2C2

When first the fiery mantled sunA
His heavenly race begun to runA
Round the earth and ocean blueB
His children four the Seasons flewB
First in green apparel dancingC
The young Spring smiled with angel graceD
Rosy summer next advancingC
Rushed into her sire's embraceD
Her blue haired sire who bade her keepE
For ever nearest to his smileF
On Calpe's olive shaded steepE
On India's citron covered islesG
More remote and buxom brownH
The Queen of vintage bowed before his throneI
A rich pomegranate gemmed her gownH
A ripe sheaf bound her zoneI
But howling Winter fled afarJ
To hills that prop the polar starJ
And lives on deer borne car to rideK
With barren darkness at his sideK
Round the shore where loud LofodenI
Whirls to death the roaring whaleL
Round the hall where runic OdinI
Howls his war song to the galeL
Save when adown the ravaged globeM
He travels on his native stormN
Deflowering Nature's grassy robeM
And trampling on her faded formN
Till light's returning lord assumeO
The shaft the drives him to his polar fieldP
Of power to pierce his raven plumeO
And crystal covered shieldP
Oh sire of storms whose savage earQ
The Lapland drum delights to hearQ
When frenzy with her blood shot eyeR
Implores thy dreadful deityS
Archangel power of desolationI
Fast descending as thou artT
Say hath mortal invocationI
Spells to touch thy stony heartT
Then sullen Winter hear my prayerU
And gently rule the ruined yearV
Nor chill the wanders bosom bareU
Nor freeze the wretch's falling tearU
To shuddering Want's unmantled bedW
Thy horror breathing agues cease to leadW
And gently on the orphan headW
Of innocence descendX
But chiefly spare O king of cloudsY
The sailor on his airy shroudsY
When wrecks and beacons strew the steepE
And specters walk along the deepE
Milder yet thy snowy breezesZ
Pour on yonder tented shoresA2
Where the Rhine's broad billow freezesZ
Or the Dark brown Danube roarsA2
Oh winds of winter List ye thereU
To many a deep and dying groanI
Or start ye demons of the midnight airU
At shrieks and thunders louder than your ownI
Alas Even unhallowed breathB2
May spare the victim fallen lowC2
But man will ask no truce of deathB2
No bounds to human woeC2

Thomas Campbell



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