The Mango-tree Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC BDBD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLKM NIKI DODO PQPQ RGRG H HS HBHBHe wiled me through the furzy croft | A |
He wiled me down the sandy lane | B |
He told his boy's love soft and oft | A |
Until I told him mine again | C |
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We married and we sailed the main | B |
A soldier and a soldier's wife | D |
We marched through many a burning plain | B |
We sighed for many a gallant life | D |
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But his God kept it safe from harm | E |
He toiled and dared and earned command | F |
And those three stripes upon his arm | E |
Were more to me than gold or land | F |
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Sure he would win some great renown | G |
Our lives were strong our hearts were high | H |
One night the fever struck him down | G |
I sat and stared and saw him die | H |
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I had his children one two three | I |
One week I had them blithe and sound | J |
The next beneath this mango tree | I |
By him in barrack burying ground | J |
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I sit beneath the mango shade | K |
I live my five years' life all o'er | L |
Round yonder stems his children played | K |
He mounted guard at yonder door | M |
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'Tis I not they am gone and dead | N |
They live they know they feel they see | I |
Their spirits light the golden shade | K |
Beneath the giant mango tree | I |
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All things save I are full of life | D |
The minas pluming velvet breasts | O |
The monkeys in their foolish strife | D |
The swooping hawks the swinging nests | O |
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The lizards basking on the soil | P |
The butterflies who sun their wings | Q |
The bees about their household toil | P |
They live they love the blissful things | Q |
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Each tender purple mango shoot | R |
That folds and droops so bashful down | G |
It lives it sucks some hidden root | R |
It rears at last a broad green crown | G |
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It blossoms and the children cry | H |
'Watch when the mango apples fall ' | - |
It lives but rootless fruitless I | H |
I breathe and dream and that is all | S |
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Thus am I dead yet cannot die | H |
But still within my foolish brain | B |
There hangs a pale blue evening sky | H |
A furzy croft a sandy lane | B |
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Charles Kingsley
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