Autumn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCA DEDEFGFCG CHCHCIJIJJKKJ CLCHLHHLMMNJOCFCF CPCPPQCQQCCPOPO

I saw old Autumn in the misty mornA
Stand shadowless like Silence listeningB
To silence for no lonely bird would singB
Into his hollow ear from woods forlornA
Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thornA
Shaking his languid locks all dewy brightC
With tangled gossamer that fell by nightC
Pearling his coronet of golden cornA
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Where are the songs of Summer With the sunD
Oping the dusky eyelids of the southE
Till shade and silence waken up as oneD
And Morning sings with a warm odorous mouthE
Where are the merry birds Away awayF
On panting wings through the inclement skiesG
Lest owls should preyF
Undazzled at noondayC
And tear with horny beak their lustrous eyesG
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Where are the blooms of Summer In the westC
Blushing their last to the last sunny hoursH
When the mild Eve by sudden Night is prestC
Like tearful Proserpine snatch'd from her flow'rsH
To a most gloomy breastC
Where is the pride of Summer the green primeI
The many many leaves all twinkling ThreeJ
On the moss'd elm three on the naked limeI
Trembling and one upon the old oak treeJ
Where is the Dryad's immortalityJ
Gone into mournful cypress and dark yewK
Or wearing the long gloomy Winter throughK
In the smooth holly's green eternityJ
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The squirrel gloats on his accomplish'd hoardC
The ants have brimm'd their garners with ripe grainL
And honey bees have storedC
The sweets of Summer in their luscious cellsH
The swallows all have wing'd across the mainL
But here the Autumn melancholy dwellsH
And sighs her tearful spellsH
Amongst the sunless shadows of the plainL
Alone aloneM
Upon a mossy stoneM
She sits and reckons up the dead and goneN
With the last leaves for a love rosaryJ
Whilst all the wither'd world looks drearilyO
Like a dim picture of the drown egrave d pastC
In the hush'd mind's mysterious far awayF
Doubtful what ghostly thing will steal the lastC
Into that distance gray upon the grayF
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O go and sit with her and be o'ershadedC
Under the languid downfall of her hairP
She wears a coronal of flowers fadedC
Upon her forehead and a face of careP
There is enough of wither'd everywhereP
To make her bower and enough of gloomQ
There is enough of sadness to inviteC
If only for the rose that died whose doomQ
Is Beauty's she that with the living bloomQ
Of conscious cheeks most beautifies the lightC
There is enough of sorrowing and quiteC
Enough of bitter fruits the earth doth bearP
Enough of chilly droppings for her bowlO
Enough of fear and shadowy despairP
To frame her cloudy prison for the soulO

Thomas Hood



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