Indian Summer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCDEFDGDGHDG BBIJIJJKJKLJK BBMNMNNO PQRPQRNSONTUNOAfter completing a book for one now dead | A |
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O Earth and Autumn of the Setting Sun | B |
She is not by to know my task is done | B |
In the brown grasses slanting with the wind | C |
Lone as a lad whose dog's no longer near | D |
Lone as a mother whose only child has sinned | E |
Lone on the loved hill and below me here | F |
The thistle down in tremulous atmosphere | D |
Along red clusters of the sumach streams | G |
The shrivelled stalks of golden rod are sere | D |
And crisp and white their flashing old racemes | G |
forever forever forever | H |
This is the lonely season of the year | D |
This is the season of our lonely dreams | G |
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O Earth and Autumn of the Setting Sun | B |
She is not by to know my task is done | B |
The corn shocks westward on the stubble plain | I |
Show like an Indian village of dead days | J |
The long smoke trails behind the crawling train | I |
And floats atop the distant woods ablaze | J |
With orange crimson purple The low haze | J |
Dims the scarped bluffs above the inland sea | K |
Whose wide and slaty waters in cold glaze | J |
Await yon full moon of the night to be | K |
far and far and far | L |
These are the solemn horizons of man's ways | J |
These are the horizons of solemn thought to me | K |
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O Earth and Autumn of the Setting Sun | B |
She is not by to know my task is done | B |
And this the hill she visited as friend | M |
And this the hill she lingered on as bride | N |
Down in the yellow valley is the end | M |
They laid her in no evening autumn tide | N |
Under fresh flowers of that May morn beside | N |
The queens and cave women of ancient earth | O |
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This is the hill and over my city's towers | P |
Across the world from sunset yonder in air | Q |
Shines through its scaffoldings a civic dome | R |
Of pil egrave d masonry which shall be ours | P |
To give completed to our children there | Q |
And yonder far roof of my abandoned home | R |
Shall house new laughter Yet I tried I tried | N |
And ever wistful of the doom to come | S |
I built her many a fire for love for mirth | O |
When snows were falling on our oaks outside | N |
Dear many a winter fire upon the hearth | T |
farewell farewell farewell | U |
We dare not think too long on those who died | N |
While still so many yet must come to birth | O |
William Ellery Leonard
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