A Dedication To The Author Of Holmby House Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBBBBBB CDEDFGGD HIHIBBBI BJBJKKKJ LMGMGGGM BGBGBBBG NHOHKKKH KGKGNONG KPKPQQQP BRBRESSR GTGTKKKT GSGSSSSSThey are rhymes rudely strung with intent less | A |
Of sound than of words | B |
In lands where bright blossoms are scentless | B |
And songless bright birds | B |
Where with fire and fierce drought on her tresses | B |
Insatiable Summer oppresses | B |
Sere woodlands and sad wildernesses | B |
And faint flocks and herds | B |
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Where in dreariest days when all dews end | C |
And all winds are warm | D |
Wild Winter's large flood gates are loosen'd | E |
And floods freed by storm | D |
From broken up fountain heads dash on | F |
Dry deserts with long pent up passion | G |
Here rhyme was first framed without fashion | G |
Song shaped without form | D |
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Whence gather'd The locust's glad chirrup | H |
May furnish a stave | I |
The ring of a rowel and stirrup | H |
The wash of a wave | I |
The chaunt of the marsh frog in rushes | B |
That chimes through the pauses and hushes | B |
Of nightfall the torrent that gushes | B |
The tempests that rave | I |
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In the deep'ning of dawn when it dapples | B |
The dusk of the sky | J |
With streaks like the redd'ning of apples | B |
The ripening of rye | J |
To eastward when cluster by cluster | K |
Dim stars and dull planets that muster | K |
Wax wan in a world of white lustre | K |
That spreads far and high | J |
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In the gathering of night gloom o'erhead in | L |
The still silent change | M |
All fire flushed when forest trees redden | G |
On slopes of the range | M |
When the gnarl'd knotted trunks Eucalyptian | G |
Seem carved like weird columns Egyptian | G |
With curious device quaint inscription | G |
And hieroglyph strange | M |
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In the Spring when the wattle gold trembles | B |
'Twixt shadow and shine | G |
When each dew laden air draught resembles | B |
A long draught of wine | G |
When the sky line's blue burnish'd resistance | B |
Makes deeper the dreamiest distance | B |
Some song in all hearts hath existence | B |
Such songs have been mine | G |
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They came in all guises some vivid | N |
To clasp and to keep | H |
Some sudden and swift as the livid | O |
Blue thunder flame's leap | H |
This swept through the first breath of clover | K |
With memories renew'd to the rover | K |
That flash'd while the black horse turn'd over | K |
Before the long sleep | H |
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To you having cunning to colour | K |
A page with your pen | G |
That through dull days and nights even duller | K |
Long years ago ten | G |
Fair pictures in fever afforded | N |
I send these rude staves roughly worded | O |
By one in whose brain stands recorded | N |
As clear now as then | G |
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The great rush of grey 'Northern water' | K |
The green ridge of bank | P |
The 'sorrel' with curved sweep of quarter | K |
Curl'd close to clean flank | P |
The Royalist saddlefast squarely | Q |
And where the bright uplands stretch fairly | Q |
Behind beyond pistol shot barely | Q |
The Roundheaded rank | P |
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A long launch with clinging of muscles | B |
And clenching of teeth | R |
The loose doublet ripples and rustles | B |
The swirl shoots beneath | R |
Enough In return for your garland | E |
In lieu of the flowers from your far land | S |
Take wild growth of dreamland or starland | S |
Take weeds for your wreath | R |
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Yet rhyme had not fail'd me for reason | G |
Nor reason for rhyme | T |
Sweet Song had I sought you in season | G |
And found you in time | T |
You beckon in your bright beauty yonder | K |
And I waxing fainter yet fonder | K |
Now weary too soon when I wander | K |
Now fall when I climb | T |
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It matters but little in the long run | G |
The weak have some right | S |
Some share in the race that the strong run | G |
The fight the strong fight | S |
If words that are worthless go westward | S |
Yet the worst word shall be as the best word | S |
In the day when all riot sweeps restward | S |
In darkness or light | S |
Adam Lindsay Gordon
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