The Language Of Flowers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCBCB DBDBEFEF AGAGHIHI| Fly swift my light gazelle | A |
| To her who now lies waking | B |
| To hear thy silver bell | A |
| The midnight silence breaking | B |
| And when thou com'st with gladsome feet | C |
| Beneath her lattice springing | B |
| Ah well she'll know how sweet | C |
| The words of love thou'rt bringing | B |
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| Yet no not words for they | D |
| But half can tell love's feeling | B |
| Sweet flowers alone can say | D |
| What passion fears revealing | B |
| A once bright rose's withered leaf | E |
| A towering lily broken | F |
| Oh these may paint a grief | E |
| No words could e'er have spoken | F |
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| Not such my gay gazelle | A |
| The wreath thou speedest over | G |
| Yon moonlight dale to tell | A |
| My lady how I love her | G |
| And what to her will sweeter be | H |
| Than gems the richest rarest | I |
| From Truth's immortal tree | H |
| One fadeless leaf thou bearest | I |
Thomas Moore
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