A Procession Of Dead Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAACC DEDDEE FGHFGG ICIICC JDKKDD LMLLMM KKKKKK NANNAAI see the ghost of a perished day | A |
I know his face and the feel of his dawn | B |
'Twas he who took me far away | A |
To a spot strange and gray | A |
Look at me Day and then pass on | C |
But come again yes come anon | C |
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Enters another into view | D |
His features are not cold or white | E |
But rosy as a vein seen through | D |
Too soon he smiles adieu | D |
Adieu O ghost day of delight | E |
But come and grace my dying sight | E |
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Enters the day that brought the kiss | F |
He brought it in his foggy hand | G |
To where the mumbling river is | H |
And the high clematis | F |
It lent new colour to the land | G |
And all the boy within me manned | G |
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Ah this one Yes I know his name | I |
He is the day that wrought a shine | C |
Even on a precinct common and tame | I |
As 'twere of purposed aim | I |
He shows him as a rainbow sign | C |
Of promise made to me and mine | C |
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The next stands forth in his morning clothes | J |
And yet despite their misty blue | D |
They mark no sombre custom growths | K |
That joyous living loathes | K |
But a meteor act that left in its queue | D |
A train of sparks my lifetime through | D |
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I almost tremble at his nod | L |
This next in train who looks at me | M |
As I were slave and he were god | L |
Wielding an iron rod | L |
I close my eyes yet still is he | M |
In front there looking mastery | M |
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In the similitude of a nurse | K |
The phantom of the next one comes | K |
I did not know what better or worse | K |
Chancings might bless or curse | K |
When his original glossed the thrums | K |
Of ivy bringing that which numbs | K |
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Yes trees were turning in their sleep | N |
Upon their windy pillows of gray | A |
When he stole in Silent his creep | N |
On the grassed eastern steep | N |
I shall not soon forget that day | A |
And what his third hour took away | A |
Thomas Hardy
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