The Birthnight: To F Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABACDDEFEF

Dearest it was a nightA
That in its darkness rocked Orion's starsB
A sighing wind ran faintly whiteA
Along the willows and the cedar boughsC
Laid their wide hands in stealthy peace acrossD
The starry silence of their antique mossD
No sound save rushing airE
Cold yet all sweet with SpringF
And in thy mother's arms couched weeping thereE
Thou lovely thingF

Walter De La Mare



Rate:
(1)



Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme

Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation


Write your comment about The Birthnight: To F poem by Walter De La Mare


 
Best Poems of Walter De La Mare

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 11 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Popular Poets