Spring In Town Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDD EFEFGG HIHIEE JKLKMM NONOOO POPOQQ RSTSOO ONONUU VUVUFF QWQWNN| The country ever has a lagging Spring | A |
| Waiting for May to call its violets forth | B |
| And June its roses showers and sunshine bring | A |
| Slowly the deepening verdure o'er the earth | C |
| To put their foliage out the woods are slack | D |
| And one by one the singing birds come back | D |
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| Within the city's bounds the time of flowers | E |
| Comes earlier Let a mild and sunny day | F |
| Such as full often for a few bright hours | E |
| Breathes through the sky of March the airs of May | F |
| Shine on our roofs and chase the wintry gloom | G |
| And lo our borders glow with sudden bloom | G |
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| For the wide sidewalks of Broadway are then | H |
| Gorgeous as are a rivulet's banks in June | I |
| That overhung with blossoms through its glen | H |
| Slides soft away beneath the sunny noon | I |
| And they who search the untrodden wood for flowers | E |
| Meet in its depths no lovelier ones than ours | E |
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| For here are eyes that shame the violet | J |
| Or the dark drop that on the pansy lies | K |
| And foreheads white as when in clusters set | L |
| The anemones by forest fountains rise | K |
| And the spring beauty boasts no tenderer streak | M |
| Than the soft red on many a youthful cheek | M |
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| And thick about those lovely temples lie | N |
| Locks that the lucky Vignardonne has curled | O |
| Thrice happy man whose trade it is to buy | N |
| And bake and braid those love knots of the world | O |
| Who curls of every glossy colour keepest | O |
| And sellest it is said the blackest cheapest | O |
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| And well thou mayst for Italy's brown maids | P |
| Send the dark locks with which their brows are dressed | O |
| And Gascon lasses from their jetty braids | P |
| Crop half to buy a riband for the rest | O |
| But the fresh Norman girls their tresses spare | Q |
| And the Dutch damsel keeps her flaxen hair | Q |
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| Then henceforth let no maid nor matron grieve | R |
| To see her locks of an unlovely hue | S |
| Frouzy or thin for liberal art shall give | T |
| Such piles of curls as nature never knew | S |
| Eve with her veil of tresses at the sight | O |
| Had blushed outdone and owned herself a fright | O |
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| Soft voices and light laughter wake the street | O |
| Like notes of woodbirds and where'er the eye | N |
| Threads the long way plumes wave and twinkling feet | O |
| Fall light as hastes that crowd of beauty by | N |
| The ostrich hurrying o'er the desert space | U |
| Scarce bore those tossing plumes with fleeter pace | U |
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| No swimming Juno gait of languor born | V |
| Is theirs but a light step of freest grace | U |
| Light as Camilla's o'er the unbent corn | V |
| A step that speaks the spirit of the place | U |
| Since Quiet meek old dame was driven away | F |
| To Sing Sing and the shores of Tappan bay | F |
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| Ye that dash by in chariots who will care | Q |
| For steeds or footmen now ye cannot show | W |
| Fair face and dazzling dress and graceful air | Q |
| And last edition of the shape Ah no | W |
| These sights are for the earth and open sky | N |
| And your loud wheels unheeded rattle by | N |
William Cullen Bryant
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