Spring Dirge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCADEED FGHI JKKJ LMML KJJK NOON MPPM JKKJA child came singing through the dusty town | A |
A song so sweet that all men stayed to hear | B |
Forgetting for a space their ancient fear | C |
Of evil days and death and fortune s frown | A |
She sang of Winter dead and Spring new born | D |
In the green fields beyond the far hills bound | E |
And how this fair Spring coming blossom crowned | E |
Would cross the city s threshold on the morn | D |
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And each caged bird in every house anigh | F |
Even as she sang caught up the glad refrain | G |
Of Love and Hope and fair days come again | H |
Till all who heard forgot they had to die | I |
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And all the ghosts of buried woes were laid | J |
That heard the song of this sweet sorceress | K |
The Past grew to a dream of old distress | K |
And merry were the hearts of man and maid | J |
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So at the first faint blush of tender dawn | L |
Spring stole with noiseless steps through the gray gloom | M |
And men knew only by a strange perfume | M |
That she had softly entered and withdrawn | L |
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But ah the lustre of her violet eyes | K |
Was dimmed with tears for her sweet singing maid | J |
Whose voice would sound no more in shine or shade | J |
To charm men s souls at set of sun or rise | K |
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For there with dews of dawn upon her hair | N |
Like a fair flower plucked and flung away | O |
Dead in the street the little maiden lay | O |
Who gave new life to hearts nigh dead of care | N |
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Alas must this be still the bitter doom | M |
Awaiting those the finer souled of earth | P |
Who make for men a morning song of mirth | P |
While yet the birds are dumb amid the gloom | M |
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They walk on thorny ways with feet unshod | J |
Sing one last song and die as that song dies | K |
There is no human hand to close their eyes | K |
And very heavy is the hand of God | J |
Victor James Daley
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