To An Echo On The Banks Of The Hunter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABACBACADEDEFGHIGHGJ FJ KLKLMNMNOAOA PPQPRPSOOSTSI hear thee echo And I start to hear thee | A |
With a strange shock as from among the hills | B |
Thy voice reverbering in swift murmurs near me | A |
Dies down the stream or with its gurgle low | C |
Blends whisperingly until my bosom thrills | B |
With gentle tribulations that endear thee | A |
But speak not of the present Twas as though | C |
Some spirit of the past were then a near thee | A |
Bringing back days of life s regretted spring | D |
Waking wild recollections to evince | E |
How strong the ties that bind me to each thing | D |
Loved though long since | E |
It seems but yesterday that last I stood | F |
Beside the Hawksbury even as now I stand | G |
By the swift Hunter challenging o er the flood | H |
An echo thus but with a glorious brood | I |
Of hopes then glowing round me and a band | G |
Of schoolmates and young creatures of my blood | H |
All quick with joyousness beyond command | G |
And now with that delightful time O Where | J |
Are those quick joys glad mates and hopes of good | F |
Echo declare | J |
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Thy voice comes o er the waters in reply | K |
To fail as soon And all those young delights | L |
Decayed as thy peculiar accents die | K |
In the dusk valleys of past days and nights | L |
To be renewed not like thy ghostly chide | M |
And one to the other of those joyous creatures | N |
Now burthened with their manhoods in the wide | M |
World s separations have the names and features | N |
Thus wasted out of mind And so at last | O |
Those glorious hopes are all become but lonely | A |
And dying echoes of the hollow past | O |
All but one only | A |
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E en that around my being only strays | P |
Like a recurring sound In lonesome ways | P |
Like these it moves me still not as of yore | Q |
In clear strong tones though yet its spirit plays | P |
Upon the same old promise that when o er | R |
My country s homes shine fair those riper days | P |
Her better sons shall learn to prize | S |
My lonely voice upon the past | O |
And so there may at last | O |
From time s dim void an echo thence arise | S |
Responsive to the swell | T |
Of their full souls beneath these Austral skies | S |
Charles Harpur
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