Life Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEG HIHI JKJL MCMC NONO PQPQ RQSQ QTQT UVUV QWQW LILIOh Life I breathe thee in the breeze | A |
I feel thee bounding in my veins | B |
I see thee in these stretching trees | A |
These flowers this still rock's mossy stains | B |
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This stream of odours flowing by | C |
From clover field and clumps of pine | D |
This music thrilling all the sky | C |
From all the morning birds are thine | D |
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Thou fill'st with joy this little one | E |
That leaps and shouts beside me here | F |
Where Isar's clay white rivulets run | E |
Through the dark woods like frighted deer | G |
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Ah must thy mighty breath that wakes | H |
Insect and bird and flower and tree | I |
From the low trodden dust and makes | H |
Their daily gladness pass from me | I |
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Pass pulse by pulse till o'er the ground | J |
These limbs now strong shall creep with pain | K |
And this fair world of sight and sound | J |
Seem fading into night again | L |
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The things oh LIFE thou quickenest all | M |
Strive upwards toward the broad bright sky | C |
Upward and outward and they fall | M |
Back to earth's bosom when they die | C |
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All that have borne the touch of death | N |
All that shall live lie mingled there | O |
Beneath that veil of bloom and breath | N |
That living zone 'twixt earth and air | O |
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There lies my chamber dark and still | P |
The atoms trampled by my feet | Q |
There wait to take the place I fill | P |
In the sweet air and sunshine sweet | Q |
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Well I have had my turn have been | R |
Raised from the darkness of the clod | Q |
And for a glorious moment seen | S |
The brightness of the skirts of God | Q |
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And knew the light within my breast | Q |
Though wavering oftentimes and dim | T |
The power the will that never rest | Q |
And cannot die were all from him | T |
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Dear child I know that thou wilt grieve | U |
To see me taken from thy love | V |
Wilt seek my grave at Sabbath eve | U |
And weep and scatter flowers above | V |
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Thy little heart will soon be healed | Q |
And being shall be bliss till thou | W |
To younger forms of life must yield | Q |
The place thou fill'st with beauty now | W |
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When we descend to dust again | L |
Where will the final dwelling be | I |
Of Thought and all its memories then | L |
My love for thee and thine for me | I |
William Cullen Bryant
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