In A City Garden Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBDDC EFGH IHJKLKMNN OPOQRSRLSTUSVJHWXYZQ A2P B2C2D2B2RE2RB2RC2F2O G2OH2I2H2I2J2K2L2J2K 2J2K2M2K2L2N2K2L2K2W N2I2WO2J2K2J2J2KP2K2 K2KNQ2NQ2K2GR2ES2S2 WT2T2WU2K2R2K2U2How strange that here is nothing as it was | A |
The sward is young and new | B |
The sod there shapes a different mass | C |
The random trees stand other than I knew | B |
No here the Past has left no residue | B |
No aftermath | D |
By a new path | D |
The workmen homeward in the city twilight pass | C |
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Yet was this willow here | E |
It hung as now its olive skeins aloft | F |
Into the sky then blue and clear | G |
And yonder pair of poplar trees | H |
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Rose also soft | I |
And sibilant in the glory of the breeze | H |
It's early dark One scarce distinguishes | J |
Their sullen feathering in the autumn sky | K |
'Tis warm and still | L |
Dull o'er the town the vapours lie | K |
Innumerable | M |
And dodging the uncertain stare | N |
The small shrewd lampions dot the air | N |
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Many like me | O |
Loiter perhaps as I in after years | P |
As looking here to see | O |
Some vestige of the living that was theirs | Q |
Some trace of yesterday | R |
Somae hint or remnant echo clue some thing | S |
Some very little thing of what was they | R |
Sure such are near Else were it not so still | L |
This evening | S |
So human still and warm and kind | T |
'Tis as of many moved | U |
In unison of will and mind to sing | S |
Low litanies to that which they had wholly loved | V |
How sweet it is | J |
Under the perishable trees | H |
To hear the wings of the one human soul | W |
Fluttering up | X |
In Time's dark branches to the lucid stars | Y |
More than Despair is Hope | Z |
And more than Hope is the Hope that despairs | Q |
And more than all | A2 |
Is Love that disbelieves the real years | P |
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Here in this place | B2 |
One August morning when the earlier crowd | C2 |
Showmen or populace | D2 |
From many a region and of curious face | B2 |
Abroad the holiday | R |
Quaint in the sun with garb and gesture glowed | E2 |
And speaking grave or gay | R |
The various accent of their lonely race | B2 |
Between the shadowy gold bazars idled away | R |
She as a cloud | C2 |
All sunrise coloured and alone | F2 |
Thro' the blue summer tremblin came to me | O |
I dried her tears and here we sat us down | G2 |
Little by little as tripping oversea | O |
On flame tipped waves the daylight's long surprise | H2 |
Sweeps world and heaven in one | I2 |
So love across our eyes | H2 |
Broke with the sun | I2 |
Happy we walked away The fairy sight | J2 |
Untangling shook a thousand chequered fires | K2 |
Low under scarlet awnings rung on rung | L2 |
Copper and bronze and azurite | J2 |
Ranged on the sagging wires | K2 |
The trifles clinked in the red light | J2 |
From beam and niche vendors in strange attires | K2 |
Slipping dark hands along | M2 |
Unhooked the quiet wool the gaudy chintz | K2 |
Or precious where it hung | L2 |
Long fluid jewels of auroral silk | N2 |
And dryly to the sense | K2 |
Their attars old and dusty powders clung | L2 |
Still passed the weavers and the dyers | K2 |
Many a jar a bowl | W |
Turned as of water or of milk | N2 |
Glazen and jade and porcelain | I2 |
Far down the shadows colouring stole | W |
As one had shook a jungle after rain | O2 |
And basketing the drops at random spilled | J2 |
Their red and green their topaz and sapphires | K2 |
All were here piled | J2 |
And wandering out we smiled | J2 |
To see across the glowing noon so high | K |
So high and far | P2 |
The incandescent minarets and domes and spires | K2 |
Lifting the fusion of the coloured choirs | K2 |
To the sky | K |
Softly save only where | N |
A flag or pennant fallen slack | Q2 |
Shotted the dazzling air | N |
I came to day to find her I came back | Q2 |
Humble with sweet desires | K2 |
Across this dun September atmosphere | G |
To her | R2 |
I came I knew she was not here | E |
Now let me go | S2 |
I came I come because I love her so | S2 |
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Not in the acres of the Soul | W |
Does Nature drive the ploughshare of her change | T2 |
It is not strange | T2 |
That here in part and whole | W |
The faithful eye sees all things as before | U2 |
For past the newer flowers | K2 |
Above the recent trees and clouds come o'er | R2 |
Love finds the other hours | K2 |
Once more | U2 |
Trumbull Stickney
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