The Air Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACDD EFEGHIHIDD GJGFJ KLKKL MNMMN OLOOL KPKKP| Oh cast every care to the wind | A |
| And dry best beloved the tear | B |
| Secure that thou ever shalt find | A |
| The friend of thy bosom sincere | C |
| Still friendship shall live in the breast of the brave | D |
| And we'll love the long day where the forest trees wave | D |
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| I have felt each emotion of bliss | E |
| That affection the fondest can prove | F |
| Have received on my lip the first kiss | E |
| Of thy holy and innocent love | G |
| But perish each hope of delight | H |
| Like the flashes of night on the sea | I |
| If ever though far from thy sight | H |
| My soul is forgetful of thee | I |
| Still the memory shall live in the breast of the brave | D |
| How we loved the long day where the forest trees wave | D |
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| Now bring my boy may God above | G |
| Shower blessings on his head | J |
| May he requite his mother's love | G |
| And to her age a comfort prove | F |
| When I perhaps am dead | J |
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| The beams of morn on his helm did play | K |
| And aloud the bugle blew | L |
| Then he leaped on his harnessed steed of gray | K |
| And sighed to the winds as he galloped f away | K |
| Adieu my heart's love adieu | L |
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| And now he has joined the warrior train | M |
| Of knights and barons bold | N |
| That bound to Salem's holy plain | M |
| Across the gently swelling main | M |
| Their course exulting hold | N |
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| With a cross of gold as on they passed | O |
| The crimson streamers flew | L |
| The shields hung glittering round the mast | O |
| And on the waves a radiance cast | O |
| Whilst all the trumpets blew | L |
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| O'er the Severn surge in long array | K |
| So the proud galleys went | P |
| Till soon as dissolved in ether gray | K |
| The woods and the shores and the Holms steal away | K |
| And the long blue hills of Gwent | P |
William Lisle Bowles
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