The Kelpie Riders Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Buried alive in calm RochelleB
Six in a row by a crystal wellB
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All Summer long on Bareau FenC
Slumber and sleep the Kelpie menC
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By the side of each to cheer his ghostD
A flagon of foam with a crumpet of frostE
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Hear me friends for the years are fleetF
Soon I leave the noise and the streetF
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For the silent uncompanioned wayG
Where the inn is cold and the night is grayG
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But noon is warm and the world is stillH
Where the Kelpie riders have their willH
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For never a wind dare stir or strayG
Over those marshes salt and grayG
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No bit of shade as big as your handI
To traverse or trammel the sleeping landI
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Save where a dozen poplars fleckJ
The long gray grass and the well's blue beckJ
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Yet you mark their leaves are blanched and searK
Whispering daft at a nameless fearK
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While round the hole of one is a runeL
Black in the wash of the bleaching noonL
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Ride for the wind is awake and awayG
Sleep for the harvest grain is grayG
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No word more And many a mileM
A ghostly bivouac rank and fileM
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They sleep to day on the marshes wideN
Some far night they will wake and rideN
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Once they were riders hot with speedO
Kelpie Kelpie gallop at needO
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With hills of the barren sea to roamP
Housing their horses on the foamP
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But earth is cool and the hush is longQ
Beneath the lull of the slumber songQ
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The crickets falter and strive to tellB
To the dragon fly of the crystal wellB
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And love is a forgotten jestR
Where the Kelpie riders take their restR
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And blossoming grasses hour by hourS
Burn in the bud and freeze in the flowerS
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But never again shall their roving beT
On the shifting hills of the tumbling seaT
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With the salt and the rain and the glad desireS
Strong as the wind and pure as fireS
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One doomful night in the April tideN
With riot of brooks on the mountain sideN
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The goblin maidens of the hillsU
Went forth to the revel call of the rillsU
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Many as leaves of the falling yearK
To the swing of a ballad wild and clearK
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They held the plain and the uplands highA
And the merry dancers held the skyA
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The Kelpie riders abroad on the seaU
Caught sound of that call of eerie gleeU
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Over their prairie waste and wanV
And the goblin maidens tolled them onV
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The yellow eyes and the raven hairW
And the tawny arms blown fresh and bareW
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Were more than a mortal might beholdX
And live with the saints for a crown of goldX
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The Kelpie riders were stricken soreY
They wavered and wheeled and rode for the shoreY
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Kelpie Kelpie treble your strideN
Never again on the sea we rideN
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Kelpie Kelpie out of the stormZ
On for the fields of earth are warmZ
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Knee to knee they are riding inA2
Brother brother the goblin kinA2
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The meadows rocked as they clomb the scaurY
The pines re echo for evermoreY
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The sound of the host of Kelpie menC
But the windflowers died on Bareau FenC
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Over the marshes all night longQ
The stars went round to a riding songQ
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Kelpie Kelpie carry us throughY
And the goblin maidens danced theretoN
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Till dawn and the revel died with a shoutN
For the ocean riders were wearied outN
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They looked and the grass was warm and softN
The dreamy clouds went over aloftN
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A gloom of pines on the weather vergeB2
Had the lulling sound of their own white surgeB2
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A whip poor will far from their dinA2
Was saying his litanies thereinA2
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Then voices neither loud nor deepC2
Tired so tired sleep ah sleepC2
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The stars are calm and the earth is warmZ
But the sea for an earldom is given to stormZ
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Come now inherit the houses of doomD2
Your fields of the sun shall be harried of gloomD2
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They laid them down but over longQ
They rest for the goblin maids are strongQ
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The sun goes round and Bareau FenC
Is a door of earth on the Kelpie menC
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Buried at dawn asleep unslainC
With not a mound on the sunny plainC
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Hard by the walls of calm RochelleB
Row on row by the crystal wellB
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And never again they are free to rideN
Through all the years on the tossing tideN
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Barred from the breast of the barren foamP
Where the heart within them is yearning homeP
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For one long drench of the surf to quellB
The cursing doom of the goblin spellB
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Only when bugling snows alightN
To smother the marshes stark and whiteN
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Or a low red moon peers over the rimE2
Of a winter twilight crisp and dimE2
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With a sound of drift on the buried landsU
The goblin maidens loose their handsU
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A wind comes down from the sheer blue NorthF2
And the Kelpie riders get them forthF2
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Twice have I been on Bareau FenC
But the son of my son is a man since thenC
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Once as a lad I used to bearY
St Louis' cross through the chapel squareY
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Leading the choristers' surpliced fileM
Slow up the dusk Cathedral aisleM
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I was the boy of all RochelleB
The pure old father trusted wellB
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But one clear night in the winter's heartN
I wandered out to that place apartN
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The shafts of smoke went up to the starsU
Straight as the Northern Streamer sparsU
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From the town's white roofs so still it wasU
The night in her dream let no word passU
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Nor ever a breath that one could feelG2
Only the snow shrieked under my heelG2
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Yet it seemed when I reached the poplar holeH2
The ghost of a voice was crying SkoalH2
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Rouse thee and drink for the well is sweetN
And the crystal snow is good to eatN
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I heeded little but stooped on my kneeC
And ate of a handful dreamilyH2
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'Twas cool to the mouth and slaking at firstN
But the lure of it was ill for thirstN
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The voice cried Soul of the mortal spanC
Art thou not of the Kelpie clanC
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What are you doing there in the groundN
Kelpie rider and never a soundN
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To roam the night but the ghost of a cryY
Ringing and swift there came replyY
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He is asleep where thou art afraidN
In the tawny arms of a goblin maidN
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Then I knew the voice was the voice of a girlH2
And I marvelled much while a little swirlH2
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Of snow leaped up far off on the plainC
Of sparkling dust and died againC
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For what do the cloisters know think yeC
Of women's ways They be hard to seeC
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Again the voice cried Kin of my kinC
The child of the Sun shall win shall winC
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'Twas an evil weird that so befellH2
Yet I leaned and drank of the bubbling wellH2
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I looked for my face in the crystal springI2
But the face that flickered there was a thingI2
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To make the nape of your neck grow chillH2
And every vein surge back and thrillH2
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With a passion for something not their ownC
In a life their life has never knownC
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For raven hair and eyes like the sunC
Are merry but dour to look uponC
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She smiled through her lashes under the waveJ2
And my soul went forth her bartered slaveJ2
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I swore By St Louis I'll come to theeC
Though I ride to my doom in the gulfs of the seaC
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Thy Kelpie rider shall wake and rueY
His ruined life in the loss of youY
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Then I fled in the start of a terror of joyK2
O'er leagues where a legion might deployK2
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For the acres of snow were level and hardN
Every flake like a crystal shardN
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I was the runner of all RochelleH2
Could run with the hounds on Haric FellH2
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And something stark as a gust of the seaC
Had a grip of the whimsy boy in meC
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I ran like the drift on the ice low curledN
When the winds of Yule are abroad on the worldN
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Sudden the beat of a throbbing soundN
Lost in the core of the blue profoundN
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Kelpie Kelpie Kelpie comeL2
Was it my heart But my heart was numbL2
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Kelpie Kelpie Was it the seaC
Far on at the verge of Bareau leaC
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I saw like an army shield and casqueI2
The breakers roll in the Roads of BasqueI2
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Kelpie Kelpie Was it the wolvesU
In the dusk of pines where night dissolvesU
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To streamers and stars through the mountain gorgeM2
I heard the blast of a giant forgeM2
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Then I knew the wind was awake from the NorthF2
And the ocean riders were freed and forthF2
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Time there is time now gallop my heartN
Ere the black riders disperse and departN
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The dawn is late but the dawn comes roundN
And Fleetfoot Jean has the wind of a houndN
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The hue and cry of the Kelpie hordeN
Was growing and grim on that white seaboardN
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It rolled and gathered and died and grewY
Far off to the rear a smile theretoN
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I turned a fathom behind my earY
A rider rode with a shadowy leerY
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I sickened and sped He laughed aloudN
Wind for a mourner snow for a shroudN
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On and on half blown half blindN
Shadow and self and the wind behindN
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I slackened he slackened I fled he flewY
In a swirl of snow drift all night throughY
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I scoured along the gusty fenC
A quarry for hunting Kelpie menC
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But only one could hold at my sideN
Brother brother I love thy strideN
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Wilt thou follow thy whim to winC
My merry maid of the goblin kinC
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I swerved from my trail for he haunted my earY
With his moaning jibe and his shadowy leerY
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So by good hap as we sped it fellH2
I fetched a circuit back for the wellH2
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Like a spilth of spume on the crest of the boreY
When the combing tides make in for shoreY
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That runner ran whose love was a wraithF2
But the rider rode with revenge in his teethF2
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Another league and I touch the goalH2
The mystic rune on the poplar boleH2
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When the dusky eyes and the raven hairY
And the lithe brown arms shall greet me thereY
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I ran like a harrier on the traceU
In the leash of that ghoul and the wind gave chaseU
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A furlong now I caught the gleamN2
Of the bubbling well with its tiny streamN2
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An arrowy burst I cleared the beckI2
And the Kelpie rider bestrode my neckI2
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Dawn the still red winter dawnC
I awoke on the plain the wind was goneC
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All gracious and good as when God madeN
The living creatures and none was afraidN
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I stooped to drink of the wholesome springI2
Under the poplars whisperingI2
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Face to my face in that water clearY
The Kelpie rider's jabbering leerY
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Ah God not me I was never soU
Sainted Louis who can knowU
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The lords of life from the slaves of deathF2
What help avail the speeding breathF2
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Of the spirit that knows not self's abodeN
When the soul is lost that knows not GodN
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I turned me home by St Louis' HallH2
Where the red sun burns on the windows tallH2
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And I thought the world was strange and wildN
And God with his altar only a childN
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Again one year in the prime of JuneC
I came to the well in the heated noonC
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Leaving Rochelle with its red roof tilesU
By the Pottery Gate before St GilesU
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There where the flower market isU
Where every morning up from DuprisseU
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The flower girls come by the long white laneC
That skirts the edge of Bareau plainC
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To the North the city wall in the sunC
To the left the fen where the eye may runC
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And have its will of the blazing blueY
The while I loitered the market throughY
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Halting a moment to converseU
With old Babette who had been my nurseU
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There passed through the stalls a woman brightN
With a kirtle of cinnabar and whiteN
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Among the kerseys blue and I saidN
Who is it Babette with lifted headN
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And the startled look possessed and strangeO2
Under the paint secure from changeO2
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Ah 'Sieur Jean do ye not kenC
Of the eerie folk of Bareau FenC
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I blenched and she knew too well I wistN
The fearsome fate of the goblin trystN
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The street is a cruel home 'Sieur JeanC
But a weird uncanny drives her onC
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'Tis a bitter tale for Christian folkI2
How once she dreamed and how she wokeI2
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Ay ay I passed and reached the springI2
Where the poplars kept their whisperingI2
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Hid for an hour in the shadeN
In the rank marsh grass of a tiny gladeN
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There crossed the moor from the town afarY
In kirtle of white and cinnabarY
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A wanderer on that plain of tearsU
Bowed with a burden not of the yearsU
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As one that goeth sorrowingI2
For many an unforgotten thingI2
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To the crystal well as the sun drew lowU
There came that harridan of woeU
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She stooped to drink I heard her cryY
Ah God how tired out am IY
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I called him by the dearest nameP2
A girl may call I have my shameP2
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'Yet death is crueller than life '-
Once they said 'for all the strife '-
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And so I lived but the wild willH2
Broken and bitter drives to illH2
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And now I know what no one saithF2
That love is crueller than deathF2
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How I did love him Is love too highY
My God for such lost folk as IY
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Her tears went down to the grass by the wellH2
In that passion of grief and where they fellH2
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Windflowers trembled pale and whiteN
A craven I crept away from the sightN
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And turned me home to St Louis' HallH2
Where the sunflowers burn by the eastern wallH2
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The vesper frankincense that dayN
Rose to the rafters and melted awayN
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And was no more than a cloud that stirsU
Among the spires of Norway firsU
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And I said The holy solitudeN
Of the hoary crypt and the wild green woodN
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Are one to the God I have never knownC
Whose kingdom has neither bourn nor throneC
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Now I am old and the years delayN
But I know I know there will come a dayN
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When April is over the Norland townC
And the loosened brooks from the hills go downC
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When tears have quenched the sorrow of timeQ2
Wherein the earth shall rebuild her primeQ2
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And the houses of dark be overthrownC
When the goblin maids shall love their ownC
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Their arms forever unlaced from their holdN
Of the earls of the sea on that alien woldN
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And the feckless light of their golden eyesU
Shall forget the desire that made them wiseU
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When the hands of the foam shall beckon and fleeJ2
And the Kelpie riders ride for the seaJ2
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And the whip poor will the whole night longI2
Repeat his litanies of songI2
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Till morning whiten the world againC
And the flowers revive on Bareau FenC
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Over the acres of calm RochelleH2
Fresh by the stream of the crystal wellH2

Bliss Carman (william)



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