Storm Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCB BDBDEED ABDBEEB DBDBFGB HIHICCI BBBBEEB JBJBBBB KLKLLLL BABMLLA MLMLGNL BEBEEEE| Out of the grey northwest where many a day gone by | A |
| Ye tugged and howled in your tempestuous grot | B |
| And evermore the huge frost giants lie | A |
| Your wizard guards in vigilance unforgot | B |
| Out of the grey northwest for now the bonds are riven | C |
| On wide wings your thongless flight is driven | C |
| That lulls but resteth not | B |
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| And all the grey day long and all the dense wild night | B |
| Ye wheel and hurry with the sheeted snow | D |
| By cedared waste and many a pine dark height | B |
| Across white rivers frozen fast below | D |
| Over the lonely forests where the flowers yet sleeping | E |
| Turn in their narrow beds with dreams of weeping | E |
| In some remembered woe | D |
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| Across the unfenced wide marsh levels where the dry | A |
| Brown ferns sigh out and last year's sedges scold | B |
| In some drear language rustling haggardly | D |
| Their thin dead leaves and dusky hoods of gold | B |
| Across grey beechwoods where the pallid leaves unfalling | E |
| In the blind gusts like homeless ghosts are calling | E |
| With voices cracked and old | B |
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| Across the solitary clearings where the low | D |
| Fierce gusts howl through the blinded woods and round | B |
| The buried shanties all day long the snow | D |
| Sifts and piles up in many a spectral mound | B |
| Across lone villages in eery wilderness | F |
| Whose hidden life no living shape confesses | G |
| Nor any human sound | B |
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| Across the serried masses of dim cities blown | H |
| Full of the snow that ever shifts and swells | I |
| While far above them all their towers of stone | H |
| Stand and beat back your fierce and tyrannous spells | I |
| And hour by hour send out like voices torn and broken | C |
| Of battling giants that have grandly spoken | C |
| The veering sound of bells | I |
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| So day and night oh wind with hiss and moan you fleet | B |
| Where once long gone on many a green leafed day | B |
| Your gentler brethren wandered with light feet | B |
| And sang with voices soft and sweet as they | B |
| The same blind thought that you with wilder might are speaking | E |
| Seeking the same strange thing that you are seeking | E |
| In this your stormier way | B |
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| Oh wind wild voiced brother in your northern cave | J |
| My spirit also being so beset | B |
| With pride and pain I heard you beat and rave | J |
| Grinding your chains with furious howl and fret | B |
| Knowing full well that all earth's moving things inherit | B |
| The same chained might and madness of the spirit | B |
| That none may quite forget | B |
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| You in your cave of snows we in our narrow girth | K |
| Of need and sense forever chafe and pine | L |
| Only in moods of some demonic birth | K |
| Our souls take fire our flashing wings untwine | L |
| Even like you mad wind above our broken prison | L |
| With streaming hair and maddened eyes uprisen | L |
| We dream ourselves divine | L |
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| Mad moods that come and go in some mysterious way | B |
| That flash and fall none knoweth how or why | A |
| Oh wind our brother they are yours to day | B |
| The stormy joy the sweeping mastery | M |
| Deep in our narrow cells we hear you we awaken | L |
| With hands afret and bosoms strangely shaken | L |
| We answer to your cry | A |
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| I most that love you wind when you are fierce and free | M |
| In these dull fetters cannot long remain | L |
| Lo I will rise and break my thongs and flee | M |
| Forth to your drift and beating till my brain | L |
| Even for an hour grow wild in your divine embraces | G |
| And then creep back into mine earthly traces | N |
| And bind me with my chain | L |
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| Nay wind I hear you desperate brother in your might | B |
| Whistle and howl I shall not tarry long | E |
| And though the day be blind and fierce the night | B |
| Be dense and wild I still am glad and strong | E |
| To meet you face to face through all your gust and drifting | E |
| With brow held high my joyous hands uplifting | E |
| I cry you song for song | E |
Archibald Lampman
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