Z---------'s Dream Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I dreamt last night and in that dreamA
My boyhood's heart was mine againB
These latter years did nothing seemA
With all their mingled joy and painC
Their thousand deeds of good and illD
Their hopes which time did not fulfilD
Their glorious moments of successE
Their love that closed in bitternessF
Their hate that grew with growing strengthG
Their darling projects dropped at lengthG
And higher aims that still prevailD
For I must perish ere they failD
That crowning object of my lifeH
The end of all my toil and strifeH
Source of my virtues and my crimesI
For which I've toiled and striven in vainC
But if I fail a thousand timesI
Still I will toil and strive againB
Yet even this was then forgotJ
My present heart and soul were notJ
All the rough lessons life has taughtK
That are become a part of meL
A moment's sleep to nothing broughtK
And made me what I used to beL
And I was roaming light and gayM
Upon a breezy sunny dayM
A bold and careless youthN
No guilty stain was on my mindO
And if not over soft or kindO
My heart was full of truthN
It was a well known mountain sceneP
Wild steeps with rugged glens betweenP
I should have thirsted to exploreQ
Had I not trod them oft beforeQ
A younger boy was with me thereR
His hand upon my shoulder leantS
His heart like mine was free from careR
His breath with sportive toil was spentT
For my rough pastimes he would shareR
And equal dangers loved to dareR
Though seldom I would care to vieU
In learning's keen pursuit with himV
I loved free air and open skyU
Better than books and tutors grimV
And we had wandered far that dayM
O'er that forbidden ground awayM
Ground to our rebel feet how dearW
Danger and freedom both were thereR
Had climbed the steep and coursed the daleD
Until his strength began to failD
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He bade me pause and breathe a whileD
But spoke it with a happy smileD
-
His lips were parted to inhaleD
The breeze that swept the ferny daleD
And chased the clouds across the skyU
And waved his locks in passing byU
And fanned my cheek so real did seemA
This strange untrue but truthlike dreamA
And as we stood I laughed to seeL
His fair young cheek so brightly glowD
He turned his sparkling eyes to meL
With looks no painter's art could showD
Nor words portray but earnest mirthX
And truthful love I there descriedM
And while I thought upon his worthX
My bosom glowed with joy and prideM
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I could have kissed his forehead fairR
I could nave clasped him to my heartM
But tenderness with me was rareR
And I must take a rougher partM
I seized him in my boisterous mirthX
I bore him struggling to the earthX
And grappling strength for strength we stroveY
He half in wrath I all for loveZ
But I gave o'er the strife at lengthG
Ashamed of my superior strengthG
The rather that I marked his eyeU
Kindle as if a change were nighU
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We paused to breathe a little spaceA2
Reclining on the heather braeM
But still I gazed upon his faceA2
To watch the shadow pass awayM
I grasped his hand and it was fledM
A smile a laugh and all was wellD
Upon my breast he leant his headM
And into graver talk we fellD
More serious yet so blest did seemA
That calm communion thenB
That when I found it but a dreamA
I longed to sleep againB
-
At first remembrance slowly wokeB2
Surprise regret successive roseC2
That love's strong cords should thus be brokeB2
And dearest friends turn deadliest foesC2
Then like a cold o'erwhelming floodM
Upon my soul it burstM
This heart had thirsted for his bloodM
This hand allayed that thirstM
These eyes had watched without a tearR
His dying agonyL
These ears unmoved had heard his prayerR
This tongue had cursed him suffering thereR
And mocked him bitterlyL
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Unwonted weakness o'er me creptM
I sighed nay weaker still I weptM
Wept like a woman o'er the deedM
I had been proud to doM
As I had made his bosom bleedM
My own was bleeding tooM
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Back foolish tears the man I slewM
Was not the boy I cherished soD
And that young arm that clasped the friendM
Was not the same that stabbed the foeD
By time and adverse thoughts estrangedM
And wrongs and vengeance both were changedM
Repentance now were worse that vainC
Time's current cannot backward runD2
And be the action wrong or rightM
It is for ever doneD2
Then reap the fruits I've said his deathE2
Should be my country's gainC
If not then I have spent my breathE2
And spilt his blood in vainC
And I have laboured hard and longF2
But little good obtainedM
My foes are many yet and strongF2
Not half the battle's gainedM
For still the greater deeds I've doneD2
The more I have to doM
The faster I can journey onG2
The farther I must goD
If Fortune favoured for a whileD
I could not rest beneath her smileD
Nor triumph in successE
When I have gained one river's shoreQ
A wilder torrent stretched beforeQ
Defies me with its deafening roarQ
And onward I must pressE
And much I doubt this work of strifeH
In blood and death begunD2
Will call for many a victim moreQ
Before the cause is wonD2
Well my own life I'd freely giveH2
Ere I would fail in my designI2
The cause must prosper if I liveJ2
And I will die if it declineI2
Advanced this far I'll not recedeM
Whether to vanquish or to bleedM
Onward unchecked I must proceedM
Be Death or Victory mineI2
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EZE

Anne Bronta<<



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