A Child's Hair Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABAB CCCDCD EEEFEF GGGHGH EFFIFI J EEEJJKJL MMNHMH OOOEOE PPPJPJ QQQRQR SSSFSF TTTETE AAAUAU EEEEEEA letter from abroad I tear | A |
Its sheathing open unaware | A |
What treasure gleams within and there | A |
Like bird from cage | B |
Flutters a curl of golden hair | A |
Out of the page | B |
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From such a frolic head 'twas shorn | C |
'Tis but five years since he was born | C |
Not sunlight scampering over corn | C |
Were merrier thing | D |
A child A fragment of the morn | C |
A piece of Spring | D |
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Surely an ampler fuller day | E |
Than drapes our English skies with grey | E |
A deeper light a richer ray | E |
Than here we know | F |
To this bright tress have given away | E |
Their living glow | F |
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For Willie dwells where gentian flowers | G |
Make mimic sky in mountain bowers | G |
And vineyards steeped in ardent hours | G |
Slope to the wave | H |
Where storied Chillon's tragic towers | G |
Their bases lave | H |
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And over piny tracts of Vaud | E |
The rose of eve steals up the snow | F |
And on the waters far below | F |
Strange sails like wings | I |
Half bodilessly come and go | F |
Fantastic things | I |
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And tender night falls like a sigh | J |
On | - |
ch let | E |
low and | E |
ch teau | E |
high | J |
And the far cataract's voice comes nigh | J |
Where no man hears | K |
And spectral peaks impale the sky | J |
On silver spears | L |
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Ah Willie whose dissevered tress | M |
Lies in my hand may you possess | M |
At least one sovereign happiness | N |
Ev'n to your grave | H |
One boon than which I ask naught less | M |
Naught greater crave | H |
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May cloud and mountain lake and vale | O |
Never to you be trite or stale | O |
As unto souls whose wellsprings fail | O |
Or flow defiled | E |
Till Nature's happiest fairy tale | O |
Charms not her child | E |
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For when the spirit waxes numb | P |
Alien and strange these shows become | P |
And stricken with life's tedium | P |
The streams run dry | J |
The choric spheres themselves are dumb | P |
And dead the sky | J |
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Dead as to captives grown supine | Q |
Chained to their task in sightless mine | Q |
Above the bland day smiles benign | Q |
Birds carol free | R |
In thunderous throes of life divine | Q |
Leaps the glad sea | R |
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But they their day and night are one | S |
What is't to them that rivulets run | S |
Or what concern of theirs the sun | S |
It seems as though | F |
Their business with these things was done | S |
Ages ago | F |
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Only at times each dulled heart feels | T |
That somewhere sealed with hopeless seals | T |
The unmeaning heaven about him reels | T |
And he lies hurled | E |
Beyond the roar of all the wheels | T |
Of all the world | E |
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On what strange track one's fancies fare | A |
To eyeless night in sunless lair | A |
'Tis a far cry from Willie's hair | A |
And here it lies | U |
Human yet something which can ne'er | A |
Grow sad and wise | U |
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Which when the head where late it lay | E |
In life's grey dusk itself is grey | E |
And when the curfew of life's day | E |
By death is tolled | E |
Shall forfeit not the auroral ray | E |
And eastern gold | E |
William Watson
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