A Poet's Home Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCBC DDEFEF GGHIHI JJKLML NNGOGO PPQRQR OOJSJS TTPLPL PPPPPP PPUVUV WWXYXY TTZPZP A2A2PRPR A2A2IPIP KKB2OB2O C2C2D2UD2U PPUE2UE2 F2F2G2UEU D2D2LH2LH2 I2I2PJ2PJ2 RRK2L2K2L PPPPPP PPUOUO K2K2RPRPHERE in this lonely rill engirdled spot | A |
The world forgetting by the world forgot | A |
With one vowed to me with beloved lips | B |
How sweet to draw as hiddenly from time | C |
As from its rocks yon shaded fountain slips | B |
My yet remaining prime | C |
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Here early rising from a sinless bed | D |
How sweet it were to view Aurora shed | D |
Her first white glances o er the dusky wood | E |
When powdered as with pearls the sprays all gleam | F |
Through the grey dawn like prophecies of good | E |
Or like some fairy dream | F |
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And while the clouds imbibed a golden hue | G |
And purple streaks grained yon ethereal blue | G |
By the glad voice of every early bird | H |
As some full lake by breezes in their glee | I |
Is rippled into smiles how sweetly stirred | H |
My spirit then should be | I |
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And as like burning bullion brightened still | J |
The cloud hung East over yon misty hill | J |
I d watch the sun s ethereal chariot come | K |
Filling the glades with flakes of chrystal fire | L |
And the green spaces round my rural home | M |
Where slept mine Heart s Desire | L |
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When if sweet memories of her sleeping smile | N |
Should my devotion thitherward beguile | N |
Cheating the morn of its observance due | G |
My happy voice should not be wanting long | O |
To wile her forth with loving transport true | G |
Or wake her with a song | O |
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Awake my fair one for the glowing skies | P |
Desire thee and a thousand flowery eyes | P |
Look for thy coming from each pathway side | Q |
With all things fresh and beautiful and bright | R |
The earth s adorned like an Eastern bride | Q |
Arise my best delight | R |
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What can be deeper than the heavens o erbending | O |
Or what be richer than the colours blending | O |
Amid the green cones of the misty hill | J |
What gladder than the runnel s silvery fall | S |
And yet my spirit asketh something still | J |
Tis thee the crown of all | S |
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Joined by the Angel of my life behold | T |
The day s unfolded gates of heavenly gold | T |
How lovelier now for her dear loveliness | P |
The birds the stream the forest s leafy stir | L |
Catch from her voice a double power to bless | P |
And the flowers breathe of her | L |
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The dews are brighter for her love bright eyes | P |
And the air sweeter for the soul that lies | P |
In every gesture of her gentle face | P |
So widely Love s invisible spirit flings | P |
The visible enrichment of its grace | P |
O er all regarded things | P |
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Filled with the fresh keen life that so sublimes | P |
Both mind and body we should then betimes | P |
Repair us to our cheerful morning meal | U |
Not more attuned by thankfulness of heart | V |
Well to enjoy than willing in our weal | U |
To spare a stranger part | V |
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Sufficed and grateful to her household care | W |
Should she betake her then I fieldward fare | W |
To till the thriving maize or guide the plough | X |
Through the rich loam or while the slant sunshine | Y |
Carress d them to remark the melons how | X |
They lumped from out their vine | Y |
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Thence to the well kept orchard to behold | T |
The orange trees o erhung with globes of gold | T |
Or thin the peachy tribes all ruddy cheeked | Z |
And clumping from the branches and with these | P |
The nectarine s fragrant swarms so lushly streaked | Z |
That flavour even the breeze | P |
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To pluck the fig that in its broad leafed shade | A2 |
Secretes its ripeness even like a maid | A2 |
Mature for love who yet through bashfulness | P |
Doth shun or seem to shun each wooer s sight | R |
Or stay the drooping vine whose every tress | P |
Is bunch d with clusters bright | R |
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So should the noon draw on when in yon shade | A2 |
Beside the rill on the green herbage laid | A2 |
In careless luxury my faint limbs should be | I |
And hearing but the splash of feathered things | P |
Then fluttering downward from some neighbouring tree | I |
To dip their shining wings | P |
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Or the slow rising and most summery hum | K |
Of gorgeous insects that at times might come | K |
Over the runnel and so voyage by | B2 |
Or the light footfall on the farther brink | O |
Of some wild creature from its covert nigh | B2 |
Just venturing forth to drink | O |
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I d calmly think of all my wandering youth | C2 |
Had suffered with a heart so dear to Truth | C2 |
That she at length had portioned it with love | D2 |
And then of her who to my very soul | U |
Was what the vitalising Sun above | D2 |
Is to the natural whole | U |
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Thus rested when the fieryer winged hours | P |
Were quenching in the west with freshened powers | P |
The field again in honorable toil | U |
Should hear me ending what the morn begun | E2 |
Till I might say scanning the well dressed soil | U |
A good day s work is done | E2 |
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Then whilst I woodward drove the unharnessed steer | F2 |
Or for the kine was searching somewhere near | F2 |
Grouping full fed in ruminating mood | G2 |
The sun should light upon yon western hill | U |
Slanting his last beams through the shadowing wood | E |
And up the gleaming rill | U |
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To sink at length and make the clouds above | D2 |
Golden idealisms of the love | D2 |
My heart poured out on Nature and on her | L |
Now waiting me at our peace hallowed board | H2 |
Thus placed who d care amongst the great to stir | L |
Or with the rich to hoard | H2 |
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The pens secured the final meal in haste | I2 |
Despatch d though savoury both should forth to taste | I2 |
Eve s odorous breath and with renewed surprise | P |
To find Elysiums painted in the west | J2 |
And looking then into each other s eyes | P |
Should feel that we were blest | J2 |
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And when the gloaming followed Evening s flight | R |
Whilst yet o er yonder hills a skiey light | R |
Keeps mellowing upward near to where first seen | K2 |
The glowing Leader of the starry quire | L2 |
Comes wingedly from out the blue serene | K2 |
Even like a bird of fire | L |
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The hushing bounties of those twilight hours | P |
Falling into our souls as in the flowers | P |
Balm breathing bosoms melt the silent dews | P |
Should freshen every feeling mild and wise | P |
And thence o er all our charities diffuse | P |
The quiet of the skies | P |
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Thus should the night come on in solemn guise | P |
To look with all her far ethereal eyes | P |
Upon my happy life and draw my soul | U |
To wander like a star the stars among | O |
And homeward point from the resplendent pole | U |
Uranian beams of song | O |
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Or whilst the moon the world s apparent queen | K2 |
Came whitening up in majesty serene | K2 |
Reminding us of some dear long past night | R |
I d chronicle in rhyme the many things | P |
Of lovely thought that from her mystic light | R |
Had woven them their wings | P |
Charles Harpur
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