The Teacher's Monologue. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The room is quiet thoughts aloneA
People its mute tranquillityB
The yoke put off the long task doneC
I am as it is bliss to beD
Still and untroubled Now I seeD
For the first time how soft the dayB
O'er waveless water stirless treeD
Silent and sunny wings its wayB
Now as I watch that distant hillE
So faint so blue so far removedB
Sweet dreams of home my heart may fillE
That home where I am known and lovedB
It lies beyond yon azure browF
Parts me from all Earth holds for meD
And morn and eve my yearnings flowG
Thitherward tending changelesslyG
My happiest hours aye all the timeH
I love to keep in memoryD
Lapsed among moors ere life's first primeH
Decayed to dark anxietyD
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Sometimes I think a narrow heartB
Makes me thus mourn those far awayB
And keeps my love so far apartB
From friends and friendships of to dayB
Sometimes I think 'tis but a dreamI
I treasure up so jealouslyD
All the sweet thoughts I live on seemI
To vanish into vacancyD
And then this strange coarse world aroundB
Seems all that's palpable and trueJ
And every sight and every soundB
Combines my spirit to subdueJ
To aching grief so void and loneA
Is Life and Earth so worse than vainK
The hopes that in my own heart sownA
And cherished by such sun and rainK
As Joy and transient Sorrow shedB
Have ripened to a harvest thereL
Alas methinks I hear it saidB
Thy golden sheaves are empty airL
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All fades away my very homeM
I think will soon be desolateB
I hear at times a warning comeN
Of bitter partings at its gateB
And if I should return and seeD
The hearth fire quenched the vacant chairL
And hear it whispered mournfullyD
That farewells have been spoken thereL
What shall I do and whither turnO
Where look for peace When cease to mournP
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'Tis not the air I wished to playD
The strain I wished to singQ
My wilful spirit slipped awayD
And struck another stringQ
I neither wanted smile nor tearL
Bright joy nor bitter woeG
But just a song that sweet and clearR
Though haply sad might flowG
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A quiet song to solace meD
When sleep refused to comeN
A strain to chase despondencyD
When sorrowful for homeM
In vain I try I cannot singQ
All feels so cold and deadB
No wild distress no gushing springQ
Of tears in anguish shedB
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But all the impatient gloom of oneC
Who waits a distant dayD
When some great task of suffering doneC
Repose shall toil repayD
For youth departs and pleasure fliesS
And life consumes awayD
And youth's rejoicing ardour diesS
Beneath this drear delayD
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And Patience weary with her yokeT
Is yielding to despairL
And Health's elastic spring is brokeT
Beneath the strain of careL
Life will be gone ere I have livedB
Where now is Life's first primeH
I've worked and studied longed and grievedB
Through all that rosy timeH
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To toil to think to long to grieveU
Is such my future fateB
The morn was dreary must the eveU
Be also desolateB
Well such a life at least makes DeathV
A welcome wished for friendB
Then aid me Reason Patience FaithW
To suffer to the endB

Charlotte Bronte



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