Ode To Autumn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABBAACCADEDEFGFFGHIH IHJKJKKLLKMNMINIINOO PKQRFRFRSRSSTRTTRRSQ SQ

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
Where are the songs of Summer With the sunD
Opening 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 noon dayF
And tear with horny beak their lustrous eyesG
Where are the blooms of Summer In the westH
Blushing their last to the last sunny hoursI
When the mild Eve by sudden Night is prestH
Like tearful Proserpine snatch'd from her flow'rsI
To a most gloomy breastH
Where is the pride of Summer the green primeJ
The many many leaves all twinkling ThreeK
On the moss'd elm three on the naked limeJ
Trembling and one upon the old oak treeK
Where is the Dryad's immortalityK
Gone into mournful cypress and dark yewL
Or wearing the long gloomy Winter throughL
In the smooth holly's green eternityK
The squirrel gloats on his accomplish'd hoardM
The ants have brimm'd their garners with ripe grainN
And honey been save storedM
The sweets of summer in their luscious cellsI
The swallows all have wing'd across the mainN
But here the Autumn melancholy dwellsI
And sighs her tearful spellsI
Amongst the sunless shadows of the plainN
Alone aloneO
Upon a mossy stoneO
She sits and reckons up the dead and goneP
With the last leaves for a love rosaryK
Whilst all the wither'd world looks drearilyQ
Like a dim picture of the drown d pastR
In the hush'd mind's mysterious far awayF
Doubtful what ghostly thing will steal the lastR
Into that distance gray upon the grayF
O go and sit with her and be o'ershadedR
Under the languid downfall of her hairS
She wears a coronal of flowers fadedR
Upon her forehead and a face of careS
There is enough of wither'd everywhereS
To make her bower and enough of gloomT
There is enough of sadness to inviteR
If only for the rose that died whose doomT
Is Beauty's she that with the living bloomT
Of conscious cheeks most beautifies the lightR
There is enough of sorrowing and quiteR
Enough of bitter fruits the earth doth bearS
Enough of chilly droppings from her bowlQ
Enough of fear and shadowy despairS
To frame her cloudy prison for the soulQ

Thomas Hood



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