On Australian Hills Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBBCC DDEEEFF GGCCCCC HHCCCII JJKKKLL MMNNNOO PPNNNNN QRNNNBB SSTTTCC CCUVVWW CCCCCC NXNXNX CYCYCY KNKNKN NONONO CSCSCS CZC TCT NCNCNC BNBNBNEarth outward tuning on her path in space | A |
This pensive southern face | A |
Swathing its smile and shine | B |
In that soft veil that day and darkness twine | B |
The silver threaded twilight thin and fine | B |
With April dews impearled | C |
Looms like another and diviner world | C |
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Here April brings her garnered harvest sheaf | D |
Her withered autumn leaf | D |
Tintings of bronze and brass | E |
Her full plumed reeds her mushroom in the grass | E |
Her furrowed fields where plough and sower pass | E |
Her laden apple bough | F |
All are transfigured and transmuted now | F |
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The eastward ranges so unearthly blue | G |
Bloom with their richest hue | G |
Slowly each rose flushed crest | C |
Deepens to violet where the shadows rest | C |
Darkens and darkens to the paling west | C |
The waning sun fires die | C |
The first star swims in the pellucid sky | C |
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Soundless to listening ear on grass and flowers | H |
The footfall of the hours | H |
Formless and void to sight | C |
The evolutions of invading night | C |
The creeping onslaught and the gradual flight | C |
Until the field is won | I |
And we look forth to see that day is done | I |
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Then from their grave of darkness wood and lawn | J |
Wake to a second dawn | J |
From unseen wells below | K |
The pearly moon tides rise and overflow | K |
Till vale and peak and wide air spaces glow | K |
In the transfiguring stream | L |
And earth and life are but a heavenly dream | L |
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And now we hear the fairy echoes fall | M |
Where distant curlews call | M |
And how the silence thrills | N |
With the night voices of the glens and hills | N |
Rustling in reeds and tinkling in the rills | N |
Bubbling in creek and pool | O |
Where frogs are wooing in the shallows cool | O |
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And more than these in this delicious time | P |
The melody sublime | P |
That inward spirit hears | N |
The faint and far off music of the spheres | N |
Immortal harmonies too fine for ears | N |
Dulled in the dusty ways | N |
Deaf with the din of the laborious days | N |
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Whereto responsive as the vibrant wire | Q |
Of some aeolian lyre | R |
Fanned by celestial wings | N |
The summoned soul in mystic concord brings | N |
The deep notes latent in its trembling strings | N |
Joining the choir divine | B |
Of all the worlds that in the ether shine | B |
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O sacred hour O sweet night calm and fair | S |
Thou dost rebuke despair | S |
Thou dost assuage the pain | T |
Of passionate spirit and distempered brain | T |
And with thy balms distilled like gentle rain | T |
Dost heal the fret and smart | C |
And nerve the courage of this coward's heart | C |
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And lift me up a Moses on the Mount | C |
To the pure source and fount | C |
Of law transcending law | U |
Of life that hallows life I know no more | V |
Of life's great Giver than I knew before | V |
But these His creatures tell | W |
That He is living and that all is well | W |
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Oh to be there to night | C |
To see that rose of sunset flame and fade | C |
On ghostly mountain height | C |
The soft dusk gathering each leaf and blade | C |
From the departing light | C |
Each tree fern feather of the wildwood glade | C |
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From arid streets to pass | N |
Down those green aisles where golden wattles bloom | X |
Over the fragrant grass | N |
And smell the eucalyptus in a gloom | X |
That is as clear as glass | N |
The dew fresh scents of bracken and of broom | X |
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These city clamours mute | C |
To hear the woodland necromancers play | Y |
Each his enchanted lute | C |
That dear bird laugh so exquisitely gay | Y |
The magpie's silver flute | C |
In vesper carol to the dying day | Y |
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To hear the live wind blow | K |
The delicate stir and whisper of the trees | N |
As light breaths come and go | K |
The brooklet murmuring to the vagrant breeze | N |
The bull frog twanging low | K |
His deep toned mandolin to chime with these | N |
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And then the whispering rills | N |
The hushed lone wheel or hoof or axeman's tool | O |
The brooding dark that stills | N |
The sweet Pan piping of the grove and pool | O |
The dimly glimmering hills | N |
The sleeping night so heavenly clean and cool | O |
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Oh for that mother breast | C |
That takes the broken spirit for repair | S |
The worn out brain for rest | C |
That healing silence that untainted air | S |
That Peace of God Blest blest | C |
The very memory that I once was there | S |
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The thought that someday yet | C |
In flesh not dreams I may return again | Z |
And at those altars set | C |
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In the pure skies above the smoky plain | T |
Remember and forget | C |
The joy of living and its price of pain | T |
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That sullied earth reserves | N |
Such spacious refuge virgin and apart | C |
That wasting life preserves | N |
Such sweet retreat for the distracted heart | C |
Such fount of strength for nerves | N |
Torn in the ruthless struggle of the mart | C |
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That Government divine | B |
O'er all this reek of blunders and of woes | N |
Keeps an unravaged shrine | B |
Not here not there but in the souls of those | N |
Who neither weep nor whine | B |
But trust the guidance of the One Who Knows | N |
Ada Cambridge
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