Cephalus And Procris Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCD EFEFGHGI JKJLMBMB| A hunter once in that grove reclined | A |
| To shun the noon's bright eye | B |
| And oft he wooed the wandering wind | A |
| To cool his brow with its sigh | B |
| While mute lay even the wild bee's hum | C |
| Nor breath could stir the aspen's hair | D |
| His song was still Sweet air oh come | C |
| While Echo answered Come sweet Air | D |
| - | |
| But hark what sounds from the thicket rise | E |
| What meaneth that rustling spray | F |
| 'Tis the white horned doe the Hunter cries | E |
| I have sought since break of day | F |
| Quick o'er the sunny glade he springs | G |
| The arrow flies from his sounding bow | H |
| Hilliho hilliho he gayly sings | G |
| While Echo sighs forth Hilliho | I |
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| Alas 'twas not the white horned doe | J |
| He saw in the rustling grove | K |
| But the bridal veil as pure as snow | J |
| Of his own young wedded love | L |
| And ah too sure that arrow sped | M |
| For pale at his feet he sees her lie | B |
| I die I die was all she said | M |
| While Echo murmured I die I die | B |
Thomas Moore
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