Her Love-birds Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBAAB ACCCCC CDDCCD CEECCE| When I looked up at my love birds | A |
| That Sunday afternoon | B |
| There was in their tiny tune | B |
| A dying fetch like broken words | A |
| When I looked up at my love birds | A |
| That Sunday afternoon | B |
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| When he too scanned the love birds | A |
| On entering there that day | C |
| 'Twas as if he had nought to say | C |
| Of his long journey citywards | C |
| When he too scanned the love birds | C |
| On entering there that day | C |
| - | |
| And billed and billed the love birds | C |
| As 'twere in fond despair | D |
| At the stress of silence where | D |
| Had once been tones in tenor thirds | C |
| And billed and billed the love birds | C |
| As 'twere in fond despair | D |
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| O his speech that chilled the love birds | C |
| And smote like death on me | E |
| As I learnt what was to be | E |
| And knew my life was broke in sherds | C |
| O his speech that chilled the love birds | C |
| And smote like death on me | E |
Thomas Hardy
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