Spring In Canada Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABA CADCD EFGFGHB IJIJ KJLKJL MLNNLOLP QRSQSTT TUBBU TTTT TVTVLLJ WIITT XTYY ZRZTTA2RA2TA2YJYJJYJ

SEASON of life's renewal love's rebirthA
And all hope's young espousals in your dreamB
I feel once more the ancient stirrings of EarthA
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Now in your moods benign of sun and windC
The worn and aged winter wrinkled EarthA
Forgetting sorrow sleep and iced snowsD
Turns joyful to the glad sun bland and kindC
And in his kiss forgets her ancient woesD
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Men scorn thy name in song in these late daysE
When life is sordid crude material grimF
And love a laughter unto brutish mindsG
Song a weariness or an idle whimF
The scoff of herds of this world's soulless hindsG
Deaf to the melody of your brooks and windsH
Blind to the beauty of your splendid dreamB
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Because earth's hounds and jackals bay the moonI
Must then poor Philomel forbear to singJ
Or that life's barn fowl croak in dismal tuneI
Love's lark in heaven fail to lift her wingJ
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And even I who feel thine ancient dreamsK
Do hail thee wondrous SpringJ
Love's rare magician of this waking worldL
Who turnest to melody all Earth's harshest themesK
And buildest beauty out of each bleak thingJ
In being where thy roseate dreams are furledL
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In thee old age once more renews his youthM
And turns him kindling to his memoried pastL
Reviving golden moments now no moreN
By blossoming wood and wide sun winnowed shoreN
While youth by some supreme divine intentL
Some spirit beneath all moods that breathe and moveO
Builds o'er all earth a luminous tremulous tentL
In which to dream and loveP
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All elements and spirits stir and wakeQ
From haunts of dream and deathR
Loosened the waters from their iced chainsS
Go roaring by loud ways from fen and lakeQ
While all the world is filled with voice of rainsS
And tender droppings toward the unborn flowersT
And rosy shoots in sunward blossoming bowersT
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Loosened the snows of Winter cerementsT
From off the corpse of Autumn waste and fleeU
Loosened the gyves of slumber plain and streamB
And all the spirits of life who build and dreamB
Enfranchised glad and freeU
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Far out around the world by woods and meresT
Rises like morn from night a magic hazeT
Filled with dim pearly hints of unborn daysT
Of April's smiles and tearsT
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Far in the misty woodlands myriad budsT
Shut leaves and petals peeping one by oneV
As in a night leafy infinitudesT
By some kind inward magic of the sunV
Where yestereve the sad voiced lonesome windL
Wailed a wild melody of mad Winter's mindL
Now clothed with tremulous glories of the SpringJ
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Or in low meadow lands some chattering brookW
But last eve silent or in slumbrous tuneI
Whispering hushed melodies to the wan faced moonI
Like life slow ebbing now with all life's dowersT
Goes loudly shouting down the joyous hoursT
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Wan weeds and clovers tiny spires of greenX
Rising from myriad meadows and far fieldsT
Drinking within the warm rains sweet and clearY
Put on the infinite glory of the yearY
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After long months of waiting months of woeZ
Months of withered age and sleep and deathR
Months of bleak cerements of iced snowZ
After dim shrunken days and long drawn nightsT
Of pallid storm and haunted northern lightsT
Wakens the song the bud the brook the thrillA2
The glory of being and the petalled breathR
The newer wakening of a magic willA2
Of life re stirring to its infinite deepsT
By wave and shore and hooded mere and hillA2
And I too blind and dumb and filled with fearY
Life gyved and frozen like a prisoned thingJ
Feel all this glory of the waking yearY
And my heart fluttering like a young bird's wingJ
Doth tune itself in joyful guise to singJ
The splendour and hope of all the splendid yearY
The magic dream of SpringJ

William Wilfred Campbell



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Gayathri B. Seetharam: Dear internetPoem.com, I loved the poet's work and his metaphors, leafy infinitudes and petalled breath for trees and first signs of spring, the tulips, respectively, are unique. Thank you, Gayathri B. Seetharam
 

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