The High Oaks Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDBEEBBFGGGFBBHH BIIIBBBAABJJJBBBKKLM MMLBBBBNKKKNFFOOBPPP BBBPPQPPPQRRSSEBBBET TJJOUUUOHHUUPVVVPPPW WABBBAXX

Fourscore years and sevenA
Light and dew from heavenA
Have fallen with dawn on these glad woods each dayB
Since here was born even hereC
A birth more bright and dearD
Than ever a younger yearD
Hath seen or shall till all these pass awayB
Even all the imperious pride of theseE
The woodland ways majestic now with towers of treesE
Love itself hath noughtB
Touched of tenderest thoughtB
With holiest hallowing of memorial graceF
For memory blind with blissG
To love to clasp to kissG
So sweetly strange as thisG
The sense that here the sun first hailed her faceF
A babe at Her glad mother's breastB
And here again beholds it more beloved and blestB
Love's own heart a livingH
Spring of strong thanksgivingH
Can bid no strength of welling song find wayB
When all the soul would seekI
One word for joy to speakI
And even its strength makes weakI
The too strong yearning of the soul to sayB
What may not be conceived or saidB
While darkness makes division of the quick and deadB
Haply where the sunA
Wanes and death is noneA
The word known here of silence only heldB
Too dear for speech to wrongJ
May leap in living songJ
Forth and the speech be strongJ
As here the silence whence it yearned and welledB
From hearts whose utterance love sealed fastB
Till death perchance might give it grace to live at lastB
Here we have our earthK
Yet with all the mirthK
Of all the summers since the world beganL
All strengths of rest and strifeM
And love lit love of lifeM
Where death has birth to wifeM
And where the sun speaks and is heard of manL
Yea half the sun's bright speech is heardB
And like the sea the soul of man gives back his wordB
Earth's enkindled heartB
Bears benignant partB
In the ardent heaven's auroral pride of primeN
If ever home on earthK
Were found of heaven's grace worthK
So God beloved a birthK
As here makes bright the fostering face of timeN
Here heaven bears witness might such graceF
Fall fragrant as the dewfall on that brightening faceF
Here for mine and meO
All that eyes may seeO
Hath more than all the wide world else of goodB
All nature else of fairP
Here as none otherwhereP
Heaven is the circling airP
Heaven is the homestead heaven the wold the woodB
The fragrance with the shadow spreadB
From broadening wings of cedars breathes of dawn's bright bedB
Once a dawn rose hereP
More divine and dearP
Rose on a birth bed brighter far than dawn'sQ
Whence all the summer grewP
Sweet as when earth was newP
And pure as Eden's dewP
And yet its light lives on these lustrous lawnsQ
Clings round these wildwood ways and cleavesR
To the aisles of shadow and sun that wind unweaves and weavesR
Thoughts that smile and weepS
Dreams that hallow sleepS
Brood in the branching shadows of the treesE
Tall trees at agelong restB
Wherein the centuries nestB
Whence blest as these are blestB
We part and part not from delight in theseE
Whose comfort sleeping as awakeT
We bear about within us as when first it spakeT
Comfort as of songJ
Grown with time more strongJ
Made perfect and prophetic as the seaO
Whose message when it liesU
Far off our hungering eyesU
Within us prophesiesU
Of life not ours yet ours as theirs may beO
Whose souls far off us shine and singH
As ere they sprang back sunward swift as fire might springH
All this oldworld pleasanceU
Hails a hallowing presenceU
And thrills with sense of more than summer nearP
And lifts toward heaven more highV
The song surpassing cryV
Of rapture that JulyV
Lives for her love who makes it loveliest hereP
For joy that she who here first drewP
The breath of life she gave me breathes it here anewP
Never birthday bornW
Highest in height of mornW
Whereout the star looks forth that leads the sunA
Shone higher in love's accountB
Still seeing the mid noon mountB
From the eager dayspring's fountB
Each year more lustrous each like all in oneA
Whose light around us and aboveX
We could not see so lovely save by grace of loveX

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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