The Bothie Of Tober-na-vuolich - Vii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CD EFGHCIDJKLMBDJJDNACJ DODHDIIPIGIQKJDRIJNH SKTDJDDUFSDJNKDCDDDK KVKAITJJJKEDIDPKBCII DSDIDDGDTSWCSSDNKCJC CDD CTACSKDDCJDPIITNAKTD JDKDDVTDJDJTIJSDDIAS TITDDTCIKCCIDCHKKDGT I CSTDBTIKIIDLDJISDJLD ST| A Long Vacation Pastoral | A |
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| VII | B |
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| Vesper adest juvenes consurgite Vesper Olympo | C |
| Expectata diu vix tandem lumina tollit | D |
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| For she confessed as they sat in the dusk and he saw not her blushes | E |
| Elspie confessed at the sports long ago with her father she saw him | F |
| When at the door the old man had told him the name of the bothie | G |
| Then after that at the dance yet again at a dance in Rannoch | H |
| And she was silent confused Confused much rather Philip | C |
| Buried his face in his hands his face that with blood was bursting | I |
| Silent confused yet by pity she conquered her fear and continued | D |
| Katie is good and not silly be comforted Sir about her | J |
| Katie is good and not silly tender but not like many | K |
| Carrying off and at once for fear of being seen in the bosom | L |
| Locking up as in a cupboard the pleasure that any man gives them | M |
| Keeping it out of sight as a prize they need be ashamed of | B |
| That is the way I think Sir in England more than in Scotland | D |
| No she lives and takes pleasure in all as in beautiful weather | J |
| Sorry to lose it but just as we would be to lose fine weather | J |
| And she is strong to return to herself and feel undeserted | D |
| Oh she is strong and not silly she thinks no further about you | N |
| She has had kerchiefs before from gentle I know as from simple | A |
| Yes she is good and not silly yet were you wrong Mr Philip | C |
| Wrong for yourself perhaps more than for her | J |
| But Philip replied not | D |
| Raised not his eyes from the hands on his knees | O |
| And Elspie continued | D |
| That was what gave me much pain when I met you that dance at Rannoch | H |
| Dancing myself too with you while Katie danced with Donald | D |
| That was what gave me such pain I thought it all a mistaking | I |
| All a mere chance you know and accident not proper choosing | I |
| There were at least five or six not there no that I don't say | P |
| But in the country about you might just as well have been courting | I |
| That was what gave me much pain and you won't remember that though | G |
| Three days after I met you beside my uncle's walking | I |
| And I was wondering much and hoped you wouldn't notice | Q |
| So as I passed I couldn't help looking You didn't know me | K |
| But I was glad when I heard next day you were gone to the teacher | J |
| And uplifting his face at last with eyes dilated | D |
| Large as great stars in mist and dim with dabbled lashes | R |
| Philip with new tears starting | I |
| You think I do not remember | J |
| Said suppose that I did not observe Ah me shall I tell you | N |
| Elspie it was your look that sent me away from Rannoch | H |
| It was your glance that descending an instant revelation | S |
| Showed me where I was and whitherward going recalled me | K |
| Sent me not to my books but to wrestlings of thought in the mountains | T |
| Yes I have carried your glance within me undimmed unaltered | D |
| As a lost boat the compass some passing ship has lent her | J |
| Many a weary mile on road and hill and moorland | D |
| And you suppose that I do not remember I had not observed it | D |
| O did the sailor bewildered observe when they told him his bearings | U |
| O did he cast overboard when they parted the compass they gave him | F |
| And he continued more firmly although with stronger emotion | S |
| Elspie why should I speak it you cannot believe it and should not | D |
| Why should I say that I love which I all but said to another | J |
| Yet should I dare should I say O Elspie you only I love you | N |
| First and sole in my life that has been and surely that shall be | K |
| Could O could you believe it O Elspie believe it and spurn not | D |
| Is it possible possible Elspie | C |
| Well she answered | D |
| And she was silent some time and blushed all over and answered | D |
| Quietly after her fashion still knitting Maybe I think of it | D |
| Though I don't know that I did and she paused again but it may be | K |
| Yes I don't know Mr Philip but only it feels to me strangely | K |
| Like to the high new bridge they used to build at below there | V |
| Over the burn and glen on the road You won't understand me | K |
| But I keep saying in my mind this long time slowly with trouble | A |
| I have been building myself up up and toilfully raising | I |
| Just like as if the bridge were to do it itself without masons | T |
| Painfully getting myself upraised one stone on another | J |
| All one side I mean and now I see on the other | J |
| Just such another fabric uprising better and stronger | J |
| Close to me coming to join me and then I sometimes fancy | K |
| Sometimes I find myself dreaming at nights about arches and bridges | E |
| Sometimes I dream of a great invisible hand coming down and | D |
| Dropping the great key stone in the middle there in my dreaming | I |
| There I felt the great key stone coming in and through it | D |
| Feel the other part all the other stones of the archway | P |
| Joined into mine with a strange happy sense of completeness But dear me | K |
| This is confusion and nonsense I mix all the things I can think of | B |
| And you won't understand Mr Philip | C |
| But while she was speaking | I |
| So it happened a moment she paused from her work and pondering | I |
| Laid her hand on her lap Philip took it she did not resist | D |
| So he retained her fingers the knitting being stopped But emotion | S |
| Came all over her more and yet more from his hand from her heart and | D |
| Most from the sweet idea and image her brain was renewing | I |
| So he retained her hand and his tears down dropping on it | D |
| Trembling a long time kissed it at last And she ended | D |
| And as she ended uprose he saying What have I heard Oh | G |
| What have I done that such words should be said to me Oh I see it | D |
| See the great key stone coming down from the heaven of heavens | T |
| And he fell at her feet and buried his face in her apron | S |
| But as under the moon and stars they went to the cottage | W |
| Elspie sighed and said Be patient dear Mr Philip | C |
| Do not do anything hasty It is all so soon so sudden | S |
| Do not say anything yet to any one | S |
| Elspie he answered | D |
| Does not my friend go on Friday I then shall see nothing of you | N |
| Do not I go myself on Monday | K |
| But oh he said Elspie | C |
| Do as I bid you my child do not go on calling me Mr | J |
| Might I not just as well be calling you Miss Elspie | C |
| Call me this heavenly night for once for the first time Philip | C |
| Philip she said and laughed and said she could not say it | D |
| Philip she said he turned and kissed the sweet lips as they said it | D |
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| But on the morrow Elspie kept out of the way of Philip | C |
| And at the evening seat when he took her hand by the alders | T |
| Drew it back saying almost peevishly | A |
| No Mr Philip | C |
| I was quite right last night it is too soon too sudden | S |
| What I told you before was foolish perhaps was hasty | K |
| When I think it over I am shocked and terrified at it | D |
| Not that at all I unsay it that is I know I said it | D |
| And when I said it felt it But oh we must wait Mr Philip | C |
| We mustn't pull ourselves at the great key stone of the centre | J |
| Some one else up above must hold it fit it and fix it | D |
| If we try ourselves we shall only damage the archway | P |
| Damage all our own work that we wrought our painful upbuilding | I |
| When you remember you took my hand last evening talking | I |
| I was all over a tremble and as you pressed the fingers | T |
| After and afterwards kissed it I could not speak And then too | N |
| As we went home you kissed me for saying your name It was dreadful | A |
| I have been kissed before she added blushing slightly | K |
| I have been kissed more than once by Donald my cousin and others | T |
| It is the way of the lads and I make up my mind not to mind it | D |
| But Mr Philip last night and from you it was different quite Sir | J |
| When I think of all that I am shocked and terrified at it | D |
| Yes it is dreadful to me | K |
| She paused but quickly continued | D |
| Smiling almost fiercely continued looking upward | D |
| You are too strong you see Mr Philip just like the sea there | V |
| Which will come through the straits and all between the mountains | T |
| Forcing its great strong tide into every nook and inlet | D |
| Getting far in up the quiet stream of sweet inland water | J |
| Sucking it up and stopping it turning it driving it backward | D |
| Quite preventing its own quiet running and then soon after | J |
| Back it goes off leaving weeds on the shore and wrack and uncleanness | T |
| And the poor burn in the glen tries again its peaceful running | I |
| But it is brackish and tainted and all its banks in disorder | J |
| That was what I dreamt all last night I was the burnie | S |
| Trying to get along through the tyrannous brine and could not | D |
| I was confined and squeezed in the coils of the great salt tide that | D |
| Would mix in itself with me and change me I felt myself changing | I |
| And I struggled and screamed I believe in my dream It was dreadful | A |
| You are too strong Mr Philip I am but a poor slender burnie | S |
| Used to the glens and the rocks the rowan and birch of the woodies | T |
| Quite unused to the great salt sea quite afraid and unwilling | I |
| Ere she had spoken two words had Philip released her fingers | T |
| As she went on he recoiled fell back and shook and shivered | D |
| There he stood looking pale and ghastly when she had ended | D |
| Answering in hollow voice | T |
| It is true oh quite true Elspie | C |
| Oh you are always right oh what what have I been doing | I |
| I will depart to morrow But oh forget me not wholly | K |
| Wholly Elspie nor hate me no do not hate me my Elspie | C |
| But a revulsion passed through the brain and bosom of Elspie | C |
| And she got up from her seat on the rock putting by her knitting | I |
| Went to him where he stood and answered | D |
| No Mr Philip | C |
| No you are good Mr Philip and gentle and I am the foolish | H |
| No Mr Philip forgive me | K |
| She stepped right to him and boldly | K |
| Took up his hand and placed it in hers he dared no movement | D |
| Took up the cold hanging hand up forcing the heavy elbow | G |
| I am afraid she said but I will and kissed the fingers | T |
| And he fell on his knees and kissed her own past counting | I |
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| But a revulsion wrought in the brain and bosom of Elspie | C |
| And the passion she just had compared to the vehement ocean | S |
| Urging in high spring tide its masterful way through the mountains | T |
| Forcing and flooding the silvery stream as it runs from the inland | D |
| That great power withdrawn receding here and passive | B |
| Felt she in myriad springs her sources far in the mountains | T |
| Stirring collecting rising upheaving forth outflowing | I |
| Taking and joining right welcome that delicate rill in the valley | K |
| Filling it making it strong and still descending seeking | I |
| With a blind forefeeling descending ever and seeking | I |
| With a delicious forefeeling the great still sea before it | D |
| There deep into it far to carry and lose in its bosom | L |
| Waters that still from their sources exhaustless are fain to be added | D |
| As he was kissing her fingers and knelt on the ground before her | J |
| Yielding backward she sank to her seat and of what she was doing | I |
| Ignorant bewildered in sweet multitudinous vague emotion | S |
| Stooping knowing not what put her lips to the hair on his forehead | D |
| And Philip raising himself gently for the first time round her | J |
| Passing his arms close close enfolded her close to his bosom | L |
| As they went home by the moon Forgive me Philip she whispered | D |
| I have so many things to think of all of a sudden | S |
| I who had never once thought a thing in my ignorant Highlands | T |
Arthur Hugh Clough
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