A Poet To... Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDEDEFF GHGHII JKJLLL DLMLNN ONONLL NLNLGG PLPLQQ RGRGOO| Long ere I knew thee years of loveless days | A |
| A shape would gather from my dreams and pour | B |
| The soul sweet influence of its gentle gaze | A |
| Into my heart to thrill it to the core | B |
| Then would I wake with lonely heart to pine | C |
| For the nocturnal image it was thine | C |
| Thine for though long with a fond moody heed | D |
| I sought to find it in the beauteous creatures | E |
| I met in the world s ways twas but to bleed | D |
| With disappointment for all forms all features | E |
| Yet left it void of living counterpart | F |
| The shadowy mistress of my yearning heart | F |
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| Thine when I saw thee first thou seem dst to me | G |
| A being known yet beautifully new | H |
| As when to crown some sage s theory | G |
| Amid heaven s sisterhoods into shining view | H |
| Comes the conjectured star his lucky name | I |
| To halo thenceforth with its virgin flame | I |
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| But I forget Far from thy rural home | J |
| Behold I wander mid primeval woods | K |
| In which but savage things are wont to roam | J |
| Mixing fond questionings with solitude s | L |
| Wild voices where amid her glades and dells | L |
| Enwrapt in twilight trance her shadowy presence dwells | L |
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| And now the Hunter with a swollen speed | D |
| Rushes in thunder at my side but wears | L |
| A softened mien whene er its reaches lead | M |
| My vision westward where pale fancy rears | L |
| Thy wood next by that brook whose murmurs first | N |
| As with a flattering heed my love s new gladness nurst | N |
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| And with the river s murmur oft a tone | O |
| Of that far brook seems blending accents too | N |
| Of the dear voice there heard that voice alone | O |
| To me unequalled like a silvery dew | N |
| Honeyed with manna dropping near me seems | L |
| As oft I listen lost in rich memorial dreams | L |
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| But vain these musings Though my spirit s bride | N |
| Thou knewest not of my love Though all my days | L |
| Must henceforth be inevitably dyed | N |
| Or bright or dark through thee this missive says | L |
| Thy lot is cast and thou a wife wilt be | G |
| Ere I again may look if e er again on thee | G |
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| The poet s doom is on me Poets make | P |
| Beauty immortal and yet luckless miss | L |
| The charms they sing martyrs at fortune s stake | P |
| As if their soul s capacity for bliss | L |
| Might else mix earth with heaven and so annul | Q |
| That want which makes man seek the world wide beautiful | Q |
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| Yet ye wild woods and waters of the earth | R |
| How changed with all things shall ye grow to me | G |
| And even the spirit of your summer mirth | R |
| Moan pine like in the woods of memory | G |
| Still shorn of nearer joy my heart alone | O |
| Out in the mother whole may henceforth seek its own | O |
Charles Harpur
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