For Bessie, Seated By Me In The Garden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFFEGEHIGJIKKDDA EDEAB CLCLMCLNCNOPLPQQRCLS NRNIDLDCICPLNTPTUV UVWXCCYZUNYUUUUCCC

To the heart to the heart the white petalsA
Quietly fallB
Memory is a little wind and magicalC
The dreaming hoursD
As a breath they fall as a sighE
Green garden hours too langorous to wakenF
White leaves of blossomy tree wind shakenF
As a breath a sighE
As the slow white driftG
Of a butterflyE
Flower wings falling wings of branchesH
One after one at wind's droop dippingI
Then with the liftG
Of the air's soft breath in sudden avalanchesJ
SlippingI
Quietly quietly the June wind flingsK
White wingsK
White petals past the footpath flowersD
Adown my dreaming hoursD
At the heart at the heart the butterfly settlesA
As a breath a sighE
Fall the petals of hours of the white leafed flowersD
Fall the petalled wings of the butterflyE
To my heart to my heart the white petalsA
Quietly fallB
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To the years other years old and wistfulC
Drifts my dreamL
Petal patined the dream white mistfulC
As the dew sweet haunt of the dim whitebeamL
Because of memory a little windM
It is the gossamer float of the butterflyC
This drift of dreamL
From the sweet of to day to the sweetN
Of days long drifted byC
It is the drift of the butterfly it is the fleetN
Drift of petals which my noon has thinnedO
It is the ebbing out of my life of the petals of daysP
To the years other years drifts my dreamL
Through the hazeP
Of summers long agoQ
Love's entrancements flowQ
A blue green pageant of earthR
A green blue pageant of skyC
As a streamL
Flooding back with lovely delta to my heartS
Lo the petalled leafage is finer under the feetN
The coarse soil with a rainbow's worthR
Of delicate colours lies enamelledN
Translucently glowing shiningI
Each balmy breath of the hoursD
From eastern gleam to westward gloamL
Is meaning full as the falling flowersD
It is a crystal syllableC
For love's definingI
It is love alone can spellC
Yea Love remains after this drift of daysP
Love is here Love is not dumbL
The touch of a silken hand comradely untrammelledN
Is in the sunlight a bright glanceT
On every ripple of yonder waterwaysP
A whisper in the danceT
Of green shadowsU
Nor shall the sunlight be shut out even from the darkV
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Beyond the garden heavy oaks are buoyant on the meadowsU
Their rugged barkV
No longer roughW
But chastened and refined in the glowing eyes of LoveX
Around us the petals fulfilC
Their measure and fall precious the petals are stillC
For Love they once were gathered they are gathered for Love againY
Whose glance is on the waterZ
Whose whisper is in the green shadowsU
In the same comrade hand whose touch is in the sunlightN
They are lying againY
Here Love is Love only of all things outstaysU
The drift of petals the drift of daysU
Petals of hoursU
Of white leafed flowersU
Petalled wings of the butterflyC
Drifting quietly drifting byC
As a breath a sighC

Thomas Moult



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