A Backward Spring Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis


The trees are afraid to put forth budsA
And there is timidity in the grassB
The plots lie gray where gouged by spudsA
And whether next week will passB
Free of sly sour winds is the fret of each bushC
Of barberry waiting to bloomD
Yet the snowdrop's face betrays no gloomD
And the primrose pants in its heedless pushC
Though the myrtle asks if it's worth the fightE
This year with frost and rimeD
To venture one more timeD
On delicate leaves and buttons of whiteE
From the selfsame bough as at last year's primeD
And never to ruminate on or rememberF
What happened to it in mid DecemberF

Thomas Hardy


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