Mariline Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAAA BC DDDD DD EEEE AA F GGGG HI JKKK AA LLLL AA F MLMM NN BBCB BB MMLM O PP BBBB NN QQRR SS AAAA AA O AAAA BB BBBB AA O NNNN AA O TTTT BB BBBB AA AAAA UU NNNN BB O NNNN BB NNNN ON NNNN LL NNNN BB B AAAA NN VWXV B NN BBBB AA OOOO NN NNNN NN BBBB YY AAAA BB NNNN B BB NNNN AA AAAA NN BBBB B NN BBBB NN NNNN B RR SSSS OO NNNN LL AANA AA| At the wheel plied Mariline | A |
| Beauteous and self serene | A |
| Never dreaming of that mien | A |
| Fit for lady or for queen | A |
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| Never sang she but her words | B |
| Music laden swept the chords | C |
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| Of the heart that eagerly | D |
| Stored the subtle melody | D |
| Like the honey in the bee | D |
| Never spake but showed that she | D |
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| Held the golden master key | D |
| That unlocked all sympathy | D |
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| Pent in souls where Feeling glows | E |
| Like the perfume in the rose | E |
| Like her own innate repose | E |
| Like the whiteness in the snows | E |
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| Richly thoughted Mariline | A |
| Nature's heiress nature's queen | A |
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| II | F |
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| By her side with liberal look | G |
| Paused a student o'er a book | G |
| Wielder of a shepherd's crook | G |
| Reveller by grove and brook | G |
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| Hunter up of musty tomes | H |
| Worshipper of deathless poems | I |
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| Lover of the true and good | J |
| Hater of sin's evil brood | K |
| Votary of solitude | K |
| Man of mind like amplitude | K |
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| With exalted eye serene | A |
| Gazed he on fair Mariline | A |
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| Swifter whirled the busy wheel | L |
| Piled the thread upon the reel | L |
| Saw she not his spirit kneel | L |
| Praying for her after weal | L |
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| Like the wife of Collatine | A |
| Busily spun Mariline | A |
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| III | F |
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| Hour by hour and day by day | M |
| Sang the maid her roundelay | L |
| Hour by hour and day by day | M |
| Spun her threads of white and gray | M |
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| While the shepherd student held | N |
| Commune with the great of eld | N |
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| Pondered on their wondrous words | B |
| While he watched his scattered herds | B |
| While he stemmed the surging fords | C |
| And he knew the lore of birds | B |
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| Learned the secrets of the rills | B |
| Conversed with the answering hills | B |
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| Like her threads of white and gray | M |
| Passed their mingled Eves away | M |
| One unceasing roundelay | L |
| Winter came it still was May | M |
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| IV | O |
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| When the spring smiled opening up | P |
| Pink lipped flower and acorn cup | P |
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| When the summer waked the rose | B |
| In the scented briar boughs | B |
| When the earth with painless throes | B |
| Bore her golden autumn rows | B |
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| Field on field of grain that pressed | N |
| Childlike to her fruitful breast | N |
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| When hale winter wrapped his form | Q |
| In the mantle of the storm | Q |
| Tamed the bird and chilled the worm | R |
| Stopped the pulse that thrilled the germ | R |
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| As the seasons went and came | S |
| One in heart and hope and aim | S |
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| Cheered they each the other on | A |
| Where was labor to be done | A |
| At day break or set of sun | A |
| Like two thoughts that merge in one | A |
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| Dignified and soul serene | A |
| Busily spun Mariline | A |
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| V | O |
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| Brightly broke the summer morn | A |
| Like a lark from out the corn | A |
| Broke like joy just newly born | A |
| From the depths of woe forlorn | A |
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| Broke with grateful songs of birds | B |
| Lowings of well pastured herds | B |
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| Hailed by childhood's happy looks | B |
| Cheered by anthems of the brooks | B |
| Chants beyond the lore of books | B |
| Cawing crows instead of rooks | B |
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| Glowed the heavens rose the sun | A |
| Mariline was up for one | A |
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| VI | O |
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| Like a chatterer tongue tied | N |
| Lo the wheel is placed aside | N |
| Not from indolence or pride | N |
| Mariline must be a Bride | N |
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| Fairest maid of maids terrene | A |
| Bride of Brides dear Mariline | A |
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| VII | O |
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| Up the meditative air | T |
| Passed the smoke wreaths white and fair | T |
| Like the spirit of the prayer | T |
| Mariline now offered there | T |
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| Passed behind the cottage eaves | B |
| Curling through the maple leaves | B |
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| Through the pines and old elm trees | B |
| Belies of past centuries | B |
| Hardy oaks that never breeze | B |
| Humbled to their gnarly knees | B |
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| Forest lords beneath whose sheen | A |
| Flowers bloomed for Mariline | A |
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| Round the cottage fresh and green | A |
| Climbed the vine the scarlet bean | A |
| Morning glories peeped between | A |
| Looking out for Mariline | A |
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| Odours never felt before | U |
| Tranced the locust at the door | U |
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| Vieing with the mignonette | N |
| Bound the garden parapet | N |
| Whose rare fragrances were met | N |
| By rich perfumes rarer yet | N |
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| Stealing from the garden walks | B |
| Sentineled with hollyhocks | B |
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| VIII | O |
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| What a heaven the cottage seemed | N |
| Love's own temple where Faith dreamed | N |
| Of the coming years that beamed | N |
| On them as pale stars have gleamed | N |
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| Through unnavigated seas | B |
| To which the prophetic breeze | B |
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| Whispered of a future day | N |
| When swift fleets would urge their way | N |
| Through the waters cold and gray | N |
| Like the dolphins at their play | N |
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| There the future Bride and he | O |
| Prince of love's knight errantry | N |
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| Whose good shepherd arms must hold | N |
| This pet yeanling of the fold | N |
| Gift of God so long foretold | N |
| Gift beyond the price of gold | N |
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| There the parents aged and hale | L |
| Passing down life's autumn vale | L |
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| With a joy as rare and true | N |
| As their daughter's eye of blue | N |
| With such hopes as reach up to | N |
| Heaven's gate when passing through | N |
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| Peris bound for higher skies | B |
| Win the Celestial Paradise | B |
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| IX | B |
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| Thoughtfully stood Mariline | A |
| Whitely veiled and soul serene | A |
| Love's fair world for her demesne | A |
| Never looked she more a queen | A |
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| With her maidens by her side | N |
| Smiling on the coming bride | N |
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| Her pet lamb with comic mirth | V |
| Licked her hand and scampered forth | W |
| The fine sheep dog on the hearth | X |
| Kindly eyed her for her worth | V |
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| X | B |
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| Up the air across the moor | N |
| As they left the cottage door | N |
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| Chimed the merry village hells | B |
| Music wrapt the neighbouring fells | B |
| Stirred the heart's awakened cells | B |
| Like fine strains from fairy dells | B |
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| Past the orchard down the lane | A |
| By fresh wavy fields of grain | A |
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| By the brook that told its love | O |
| To the pasture glen and grove | O |
| Sacred haunts that well could prove | O |
| Vows enregistered above | O |
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| By the restless mill where stood | N |
| Bowing in his amplest mood | N |
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| The old miller hat in hand | N |
| Rich in goodness rich in land | N |
| On whose features grave and bland | N |
| Glowed a blessing for the band | N |
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| Through the village where behind | N |
| Many a half uplifted blind | N |
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| Eyes that might have lit the skies | B |
| Of Mahomet's Paradise | B |
| Flashed behind the curtains' dyes | B |
| With a cheerful half surprise | B |
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| Through the village underneath | Y |
| Many a blooming flower wreath | Y |
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| Garlanding the arches green | A |
| Beared in honour of the queen | A |
| Of this day of days serene | A |
| Day of days to Mariline | A |
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| To the church whose cheering bells | B |
| Told the tale in music swells | B |
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| Told it to the country wide | N |
| With an earnest kind of pride | N |
| Something not to be denied | N |
| Mariline must be a Bride | N |
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| XI | B |
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| Up the aisle with solemn pace | B |
| Meeting God there face to face | B |
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| Never Bride more chaste or fair | N |
| Stood before His altar there | N |
| Her ripe heart aflame with prayer | N |
| Blessing Him for all His care | N |
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| Every earthly promise given | A |
| Registered with joy in heaven | A |
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| From the galleries looked down | A |
| Village belle and country clown | A |
| Men with honest labour brown | A |
| Far removed from mart or town | A |
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| Smiling with a zealous pride | N |
| On the shepherd and his bride | N |
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| Playmates of their early days | B |
| For their walks in wisdom's ways | B |
| Ever crowned with honoured bays | B |
| Of esteem and ardent praise | B |
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| XII | B |
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| Well done servant of the Lord | N |
| Grave expounder of His Word | N |
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| Who in distant Galilee | B |
| Graced the marriage feast that He | B |
| With all due solemnity | B |
| Might commission such as thee | B |
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| To do likewise and unite | N |
| Souls like these in marriage plight | N |
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| With what manly gentle pride | N |
| The glad Shepherd clasps his Bride | N |
| Love like theirs so true and tried | N |
| Ever true love must abide | N |
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| XIII | B |
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| Ye whose souls are strong and firm | R |
| In whom love's electric germ | R |
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| Has been fanned into a flame | S |
| At the mention of a name | S |
| Ye whose souls are still the same | S |
| As when first the Victor came | S |
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| Stinging every nerve to life | O |
| In the beatific strife | O |
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| Till the man's divinest part | N |
| Ruled triumphant in the heart | N |
| And with shrinking sudden start | N |
| The bleak old world stood apart | N |
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| Periling the wild Ideal | L |
| By the presence of the Real | L |
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| Ye and ye alone can know | A |
| How these twain souls burn and glow | A |
| Can interpret every throe | N |
| Of the full heart's overflow | A |
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| That imparts that light serene | A |
| To the brow of Mariline | A |
Charles Sangster
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