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The Child Of The Islands - Summer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I	A
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FOR Summer followeth with its store of joy	B
That too can bring thee only new delight	C
Its sultry hours can work thee no annoy	B
Veiled from thy head shall be its glowing might	C
Sweet fruits shall tempt thy thirsty appetite	C
Thy languid limbs on cushioned down shall sink	D
Or rest on fern grown tufts by streamlets bright	C
Where the large throated deer come down to drink	D
And cluster gently round the cool refreshing brink	D
II	A
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There as the flak d light with changeful ray	E
From where the unseen glory hotly glows	F
Through the green branches maketh pleasant way	E
And on the turf a chequered radiance throws	F
Thou'lt lean and watch those kingly antlered brows	G
The lustrous beauty of their glances shy	A
As following still the pace their leader goes	F
Who seems afraid to halt ashamed to fly	A
Rapid yet stately too the lovely herd troop by	A
III	A
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This is the time of shadow and of flowers	H
When roads gleam white for many a winding mile	I
When gentle breezes fan the lazy hours	H
And balmy rest o'erpays the time of toil	J
When purple hues and shifting beams beguile	I
The tedious sameness of the heath grown moor	K
When the old grandsire sees with placid smile	I
The sunburnt children frolic round his door	L
And trellised roses deck the cottage of the poor	M
IV	N
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The time of pleasant evenings when the moon	O
Riseth companioned by a single star	P
And rivals e'en the brilliant summer noon	O
In the clear radiance which she pours afar	P
No stormy winds her hour of peace to mar	P
Or stir the fleecy clouds which melt away	E
Beneath the wheels of her illumined car	P
While many a river trembles in her ray	E
And silver gleam the sands round many an ocean bay	E
V	N
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Oh then the heart lies hushed afraid to beat	Q
In the deep absence of all other sound	R
And home is sought with loth and lingering feet	Q
As though that shining tract of fairy ground	R
Once left and lost might never more be found	R
And happy seems the life that gipsies lead	S
Who make their rest where mossy banks abound	R
In nooks where unplucked wild flowers shed their seed	T
A canvass spreading tent the only roof they need	T
VI	N
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Wild Nomades of our civilised calm land	U
Whose Eastern origin is still betrayed	V
By the swart beauty of the slender hand	U
Eyes flashing forth from over arching shade	V
And supple limbs for active movement made	V
How oft beguiled by you the maiden looks	W
For love her fancy ne'er before pourtrayed	V
And slighting village swains and shepherd crooks	W
Dreams of proud youths dark spells and wondrous magic books	W
VII	N
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Lo in the confines of a dungeon cell	X
Sore weary of its silence and its gloom	Y
One of this race who yet deserveth well	X
The close imprisonment which is her doom	Y
Lawless she was ere infancy's first bloom	Y
Left the round outline of her sunny cheek	Z
Vagrant and prowling Thief no chance no room	Y
To bring that wild heart to obedience meek	Z
Therefore th' avenging law its punishment must wreak	Z
VIII	N
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She lies crouched up upon her pallet bed	V
Her slight limbs starting in unquiet sleep	A2
And oft she turns her feverish restless head	V
Moans frets and murmurs or begins to weep	A2
Anon a calmer hour of slumber deep	A2
Sinks on her lids some happier thought hath come	B2
Some jubilee unknown she thinks to keep	A2
With liberated steps that wander home	C2
Once more with gipsy tribes a gipsy life to roam	C2
IX	W
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But no her pale lips quiver as they moan	D2
What whisper they A name and nothing more	L
But with such passionate tenderness of tone	D2
As shews how much those lips that name adore	L
She dreams of one who shall her loss deplore	L
With the unbridled anguish of despair	E2
Whose forest wanderings by her side are o'er	F2
But to whose heart one braid of her black hair	E2
Were worth the world's best throne and all its treasures rare	E2
X	W
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The shadow of his eyes is on her soul	G2
His passionate eyes that held her in such love	N
Which love she answered scorning all control	G2
Of reasoning thoughts which tranquil bosoms move	N
No lengthened courtship it was his to prove	N
Gleaning capricious smiles by fits and starts	W
Nor feared her simple faith lest he should rove	N
Rapid and subtle as the flame that darts	W
To meet its fellow flame shot passion through their hearts	W
XI	W
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And though no holy priest that union blessed	V
By gipsy laws and customs made his bride	V
The love her looks avowed in words confessed	V
She shared his tent she wandered by his side	V
His glance her morning star his will her guide	V
Animal beauty and intelligence	W
Were her sole gifts his heart they satisfied	V
Himself could claim no higher better sense	W
So loved her with a love wild passionate intense	W
XII	W
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And oft where flowers lay spangled round about	V
And to the dying twilight incense shed	V
They sat to watch heaven's glittering stars come out	V
Her cheek down leaning on his cherished head	V
That head upon her heart's soft pillow laid	V
In fulness of content and such deep spell	X
Of loving silence that the word first said	V
With startling sweetness on their senses fell	X
Like silver coins dropped down a many fathomed well	X
XIII	W
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Look her brows darken with a sudden frown	H2
She dreams of Rescue by his angry aid	V
She dreams he strikes the Law's vile minions down	H2
And bears her swiftly to the wild wood shade	V
There where their bower of bliss at first was made	V
Safe in his sheltering arms once more she sleeps	W
Ah happy dream She wakes amazed afraid	V
Like a young panther from her couch she leaps	W
Gazes bewildered round then madly shrieks and weeps	W
XIV	N
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For far above her head the prison bars	W
Mock her with narrow sections of that sky	N
She knew so wide and blue and full of stars	W
When gazing upward through the branches high	N
Of the free forest Is she then to die	N
Where is he where the strong armed and the brave	N
Who in that vision answered her wild cry	N
Where is he where the lover who should save	N
And snatch her from her fate an ignominious grave	N
XV	N
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Oh pity her all sinful though she be	W
While thus the transient dreams of freedom rise	W
Contrasted with her waking destiny	W
Scorn is for devils soft compassion lies	W
In angel hearts and beams from angel eyes	W
Pity her Never more with wild embrace	W
Those flexile arms shall clasp him ere she dies	W
Never the fierce sad beauty of her face	W
Be lit with gentler hope or love's triumphant grace	W
XVI	N
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Lonely she perishes like some wild bird	V
That strains its wing against opposing wires	W
Her heart's tumultuous panting may be heard	V
While to the thought of rescue she aspires	W
Then of its own deep strength it faints and tires	W
The frenzy of her mood begins to cease	W
Her varying pulse with fluttering stroke expires	W
And the sick weariness that is not peace	W
Creeps slowly through her blood and promises release	W
XVII	N
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Alas dark shadows press not on her so	W
Stand off and let her hear the linnet sing	I2
Crumble ye walls that sunshine may come through	J2
Each crevice of your ruins Rise clear spring	I2
Bubbling from hidden fountain depths and bring	I2
Water the death thirst of her pain to slake	I2
Come from the forest breeze with wandering wing	I2
There dwelt a heart would perish for her sake	I2
Oh save her No Death stands prepared his prey to take	I2
XVIII	N
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But because youth and health are very strong	I2
And all her veins were full of freshest life	N
The deadly struggle must continue long	I2
Ere the free heart lie still that was so rife	N
With passion's mad excess The gaoler's wife	N
Bends with revolted pity on her brow	K2
To watch the working of that fearful strife	N
Till the last quivering spark is out And now	K2
All's dark all's cold all's lost that loved and mourned below	W
XIX	W
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She could not live in prison could not breathe	L2
The dull pollution of its	W