Holger Drachmann Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBABBCDDCEFGF HIIH JKLJ MBMB DNND OBOB PQRRQ SBSB TUVUWIBW| Spring's herald hail You've rent the forest's quiet | A |
| Your hair is wet and you are leaf strewn dusty | B |
| With your powers lusty | B |
| Have you raised a riot | A |
| What noise about you of the flood set free | B |
| That follows at your heels turn back and see | B |
| It spurts upon you Was it that you fought for | C |
| You were in there where stumps and trunks are rotting | D |
| Where long the winter graybeards have been plotting | D |
| To prison safe that which a lock they wrought for | C |
| But power gave you Pan the ancient god | E |
| They cried aloud and cursed your future lot | F |
| Your gallant feat they held a robber's fraud | G |
| Each spring it happens but is soon forgot | F |
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| You cast you down beside the salt sea's wave | H |
| It too is free dances with joy to find you | I |
| You know the music well for Pan resigned you | I |
| His art one evening by a viking's grave | H |
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| But while on nature's loving lap you lie | J |
| The tramp of battle on the land you hear | K |
| You see the steamers as they northward steer | L |
| With freedom's flag of your name comes a cry | J |
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| And so is torn between the two your breast | M |
| Freedom's bold fighters who now proudly rally | B |
| In nature's life and legend dreamy rest | M |
| The former chide the latter lures to dally | B |
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| Your songs sound some as were a war horn braying | D |
| Some softly purl like streams on reedy strand | N |
| Half nature sprite and half as man you stand | N |
| The two not yet one law of life obeying | D |
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| But as you seem and as yourself you are | O |
| The faun's love that the viking's longing tinges | B |
| We welcome you no lock is left nor bar | O |
| You bring along the door and both the hinges | B |
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| Just this it is that we are needing now | P |
| The spring the spring These stifling fumes we bear | Q |
| Of royal incense and of monkish snuff | R |
| Of corpses in romantic cloak and ruff | R |
| Are bad for morals and for lungs Fresh air | Q |
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| Rather a draught of Songs Venetian cheerful | S |
| With southern wantonness and color wonders | B |
| Rather 'Two Shots' although they make us fearful | S |
| Against our shallow breeding and its blunders | B |
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| Spring's herald hail come from the forest's choir | T |
| From ocean's roar from arm d hosts and grim | U |
| Though sometimes carelessly you struck the lyre | V |
| Where rich growth is one can the rank shoots trim | U |
| The small trolls jeer the gestures of a giant | W |
| I love you | I |
| so | B |
| unique and self reliant | W |
Bjarnstjerne Bjarnson
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