The Evening Wind Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABCC DEDEDEFG HIHJHJKK LMLMLMAA NONONOPP| Spirit that breathest through my lattice thou | A |
| That cool'st the twilight of the sultry day | B |
| Gratefully flows thy freshness round my brow | A |
| Thou hast been out upon the deep at play | B |
| Riding all day the wild blue waves till now | A |
| Roughening their crests and scattering high their spray | B |
| And swelling the white sail I welcome thee | C |
| To the scorched land thou wanderer of the sea | C |
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| Nor I alone a thousand bosoms round | D |
| Inhale thee in the fulness of delight | E |
| And languid forms rise up and pulses bound | D |
| Livelier at coming of the wind of night | E |
| And languishing to hear thy grateful sound | D |
| Lies the vast inland stretched beyond the sight | E |
| Go forth into the gathering shade go forth | F |
| God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth | G |
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| Go rock the little wood bird in his nest | H |
| Curl the still waters bright with stars and rouse | I |
| The wide old wood from his majestic rest | H |
| Summoning from the innumerable boughs | J |
| The strange deep harmonies that haunt his breast | H |
| Pleasant shall be thy way where meekly bows | J |
| The shutting flower and darkling waters pass | K |
| And where the o'ershadowing branches sweep the grass | K |
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| The faint old man shall lean his silver head | L |
| To feel thee thou shalt kiss the child asleep | M |
| And dry the moistened curls that overspread | L |
| His temples while his breathing grows more deep | M |
| And they who stand about the sick man's bed | L |
| Shall joy to listen to thy distant sweep | M |
| And softly part his curtains to allow | A |
| Thy visit grateful to his burning brow | A |
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| Go but the circle of eternal change | N |
| Which is the life of nature shall restore | O |
| With sounds and scents from all thy mighty range | N |
| Thee to thy birthplace of the deep once more | O |
| Sweet odours in the sea air sweet and strange | N |
| Shall tell the home sick mariner of the shore | O |
| And listening to thy murmur he shall deem | P |
| He hears the rustling leaf and running stream | P |
William Cullen Bryant
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