Address To A Child During A Boisterous Winter By My Sister Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDD EEAFFGGHHIICCJJKKAA LLMMNOBBPPQQRRCCWhat way does the wind come What way does he go | A |
He rides over the water and over the snow | A |
Through wood and through vale and o'er rocky height | B |
Which the goat cannot climb takes his sounding flight | B |
He tosses about in every bare tree | C |
As if you look up you plainly may see | C |
But how he will come and whither he goes | D |
There's never a scholar in England knows | D |
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He will suddenly stop in a cunning nook | E |
And ring a sharp 'larum but if you should look | E |
There's nothing to see but a cushion of snow | A |
Round as a pillow and whiter than milk | F |
And softer than if it were covered with silk | F |
Sometimes he'll hide in the cave of a rock | G |
Then whistle as shrill as the buzzard cock | G |
Yet seek him and what shall you find in the place | H |
Nothing but silence and empty space | H |
Save in a corner a heap of dry leaves | I |
That he's left for a bed to beggars or thieves | I |
As soon as 'tis daylight to morrow with me | C |
You shall go to the orchard and then you will see | C |
That he has been there and made a great rout | J |
And cracked the branches and strewn them about | J |
Heaven grant that he spare but that one upright twig | K |
That looked up at the sky so proud and big | K |
All last summer as well you know | A |
Studded with apples a beautiful show | A |
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Hark over the roof he makes a pause | L |
And growls as if he would fix his claws | L |
Right in the slates and with a huge rattle | M |
Drive them down like men in a battle | M |
But let him range round he does us no harm | N |
We build up the fire we're snug and warm | O |
Untouched by his breath see the candle shines bright | B |
And burns with a clear and steady light | B |
Books have we to read but that half stifled knell | P |
Alas 'tis the sound of the eight o'clock bell | P |
Come now we'll to bed and when we are there | Q |
He may work his own will and what shall we care | Q |
He may knock at the door we'll not let him in | R |
May drive at the windows we'll laugh at his din | R |
Let him seek his own home wherever it be | C |
Here's a 'cozie' warm house for Edward and me | C |
William Wordsworth
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