Sir Summer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDEDE FGFGHFHF IJIJKFKF LMLMFFFF NFNFOFOF FPFPFFFF BQBQRFRF| When conquering Summer stalks the street | A |
| His eyes are eyes of fire | B |
| The pavement burns beneath his feet | A |
| Men droop before his ire | C |
| But yonder out upon the land | D |
| His manners are not these | E |
| He is a courtier mild and bland | D |
| Beneath the maple trees | E |
| - | |
| He throws his buckler on the grass | F |
| Unclasps his sheath d blade | G |
| He doffs his helmet and cuirass | F |
| And lounges in the shade | G |
| His pennon fastened to a bough | H |
| Is fluttering in the breeze | F |
| He is at home and happy now | H |
| Beneath the maple trees | F |
| - | |
| No furious rage disturbs his breast | I |
| No fever heats his brain | J |
| Right cheerily he takes his rest | I |
| And views his glad domain | J |
| His lady seated by his side | K |
| His children on his knees | F |
| His heart expands with joy and pride | K |
| Beneath the maple trees | F |
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| He hears the happy farmer folk | L |
| Who toss the fragrant hay | M |
| Blessings upon him they invoke | L |
| And beg of him to stay | M |
| The music of the feathered choirs | F |
| The murmur of the bees | F |
| Are sounds of which he never tires | F |
| Beneath the maple trees | F |
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| He hums a sweet melodious tune | N |
| His hand a garland weaves | F |
| He talks the while he feasts at noon | N |
| His laughter shakes the leaves | F |
| He tells of conquests in the south | O |
| Of triumphs overseas | F |
| Of realms redeemed and deeds of drouth | O |
| Beneath the maple trees | F |
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| He shouts and holds his jolly sides | F |
| And strikes his lusty thigh | P |
| To think of how Sir Winter hides | F |
| His face when he is nigh | P |
| Or how with city exquisites | F |
| His swagger disagrees | F |
| Thus glad Sir Summer gaily sits | F |
| Beneath the maple trees | F |
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| I know where I can find his bower | B |
| Upon a wooded hill | Q |
| Where I can pluck his favorite flower | B |
| And bathe within his rill | Q |
| And thither I will take my flight | R |
| And loiter at my ease | F |
| And pay my homage to the Knight | R |
| Beneath the maple trees | F |
W. M. Mackeracher
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