The River Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEFGFHFIJKJLJMN ONPNQRHRSRKTUTVTWXHX YXZJHJA2JB2C2HC2D2C2 HJD2JHJE2F2G2F2H2F2J I2J2I2K2I2RHL2HHHHM2 N2M2HM2O2P2Q2P2R2P2S 2T2U2T2JV2C2W2X2W2O2 W2I2HW2HNHY2C2Z2C2A3 C2HB3HB3C3B3D3I2E3I2 HI2F3F2Z2F2G3F2R2D2W 2D2H3D2 I3J3C3J3I2J3RC2Z2C2A 3C2P2HAHK3HI2OL3OHOH Z2M3Z2N3Z2O3P3BP3M2P 3Q3XC2XR3XS3F2HF2OF2 B2T3U3T3HT3V3BD3BW3B X3C3RC3Y3C3Z3MA4MY2M| It is a venerable place | A |
| An old ancestral ground | B |
| So broad the rainbow wholly stands | C |
| Within its lordly bound | B |
| And here the river waits and winds | D |
| By many a wooded mound | B |
| Upon a rise where single oaks | E |
| And clumps of beeches tall | F |
| Drop pleasantly their shade beneath | G |
| Half hid amidst them all | F |
| Stands in its quiet dignity | H |
| An ancient manor hall | F |
| About its many gable ends | I |
| The swallows wheel their flight | J |
| The huge fantastic weather vanes | K |
| Look happy in the light | J |
| The warm front through the foliage gleams | L |
| A comfortable sight | J |
| The ivied turrets seem to love | M |
| The low protected leas | N |
| And though this manor hall hath seen | O |
| The snow of centuries | N |
| How freshly still it stands amid | P |
| Its wealth of swelling trees | N |
| The leafy summer time is young | Q |
| The yearling lambs are strong | R |
| The sunlight glances merrily | H |
| The trees are full of song | R |
| The valley loving river flows | S |
| Contentedly along | R |
| Look where the merry weather vanes | K |
| Veer upon yonder tower | T |
| There amid starry jessamine | U |
| And clasping passion flower | T |
| The sweetest Maid of all the land | V |
| Is weeping in her bower | T |
| Alas the lowly Youth she loves | W |
| Loves her but fears to sue | X |
| He came this morning hurriedly | H |
| Then forth her blushes flew | X |
| But he talk'd of common things and so | Y |
| Her eyes are fill'd with dew | X |
| Time passes on the clouds are come | Z |
| The river late so bright | J |
| Rolls foul and black and gloomily | H |
| Makes known across the night | J |
| In far heard plash and weary drench | A2 |
| The passage of its might | J |
| The noble Bridegroom counts the hours | B2 |
| The guests are coming fast | C2 |
| The vanes are creaking drearily | H |
| Within the dying blast | C2 |
| The bashful Bride is at his side | D2 |
| And night is here at last | C2 |
| The guests are gay the minstrels play | H |
| 'Tis liker noon than night | J |
| From side to side they toast the Bride | D2 |
| Who blushes ruby light | J |
| For one and all within that hall | H |
| It is a cheerful sight | J |
| But unto one who stands alone | E2 |
| Among the mists without | F2 |
| Watching the windows bright with shapes | G2 |
| Of king and saint devout | F2 |
| Strangely across the muffled air | H2 |
| Pierces the laughter shout | F2 |
| No sound or sight this solemn night | J |
| But moves the soul to fear | I2 |
| The faded saints stare through the gloom | J2 |
| Askant and wan and blear | I2 |
| And wither'd cheeks of watchful kings | K2 |
| Start from their purple gear | I2 |
| The burthen of the wedding song | R |
| Comes to him like a wail | H |
| The stream athwart the cedar grove | L2 |
| Is shining ghastly pale | H |
| His cloudy brow clears suddenly | H |
| Dark soul what does thee ail | H |
| He turns him from the lighted hall | H |
| The pale stream curls and heaves | M2 |
| And moans beyond the gloomy wood | N2 |
| Through which he breaks and cleaves | M2 |
| And now his footfall dies away | H |
| Upon the wither'd leaves | M2 |
| The restless moon among the clouds | O2 |
| Is loitering slowly by | P2 |
| Now in a circle like the ring | Q2 |
| About a weeping eye | P2 |
| Now left quite bare and bright and now | R2 |
| A pallor in the sky | P2 |
| And now she's looking through the mist | S2 |
| Cold lustreless and wan | T2 |
| And wildly past her dreary form | U2 |
| The watery clouds rush on | T2 |
| A moment white beneath her light | J |
| And then like spirits gone | V2 |
| Silent and fast they hurry past | C2 |
| Their swiftness striketh dread | W2 |
| For earth is hush'd and no breath sweeps | X2 |
| The spider's rainy thread | W2 |
| And everything but those pale clouds | O2 |
| Is dark and still and dead | W2 |
| The lonely stars are here and there | I2 |
| But weak and wasting all | H |
| The winds are dead the cedars spread | W2 |
| Their branches like a pall | H |
| The guests by laughing twos and threes | N |
| Have left the bridal hall | H |
| Beneath the mossy ivied bridge | Y2 |
| The river slippeth past | C2 |
| The current deep is still as sleep | Z2 |
| And yet so very fast | C2 |
| There's something in its quietness | A3 |
| That makes the soul aghast | C2 |
| No wind is in the willow tree | H |
| That droops above the bank | B3 |
| The water passes quietly | H |
| Beneath the sedges dank | B3 |
| Yet the willow trembles in the stream | C3 |
| And the dry reeds talk and clank | B3 |
| The weak stars swoon the jagged moon | D3 |
| Is lost in the cloudy air | I2 |
| No thought of light save where the wave | E3 |
| Sports with a fitful glare | I2 |
| The dumb and dreadful world is full | H |
| Of darkness and night mare | I2 |
| The hall clocks clang the watch dog barks | F3 |
| What are his dreams about | F2 |
| Marsh lights leap and tho' fast asleep | Z2 |
| The owlets shriek and shout | F2 |
| The stars thro' chasms in utter black | G3 |
| Race like a drunken rout | F2 |
| Wake wake oh wake the Bridegroom now | R2 |
| Calls to his sleeping Bride | D2 |
| Alas I saw thee pale and dead | W2 |
| Roll down a frightful tide | D2 |
| He takes her hand How chill thou art | H3 |
| What is it sweet my Bride | D2 |
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| The Bride bethinks her now of him | I3 |
| Who last night was no guest | J3 |
| Sweet Heaven and for me I dream | C3 |
| Be calm thou throbbing breast | J3 |
| She says in thought a solemn prayer | I2 |
| And sinks again to rest | J3 |
| Along along swiftly and strong | R |
| The river slippeth past | C2 |
| The current deep is still as sleep | Z2 |
| And yet so very fast | C2 |
| There's something in its quietness | A3 |
| That makes the soul aghast | C2 |
| The morn has risen wildly by | P2 |
| The water glides to day | H |
| Outspread upon its eddying face | A |
| Long weeds and rushes play | H |
| And on the bank the fungus rots | K3 |
| And the grass is foul'd with clay | H |
| Time passes on the park is bare | I2 |
| The year is scant and lean | O |
| The river's banks are desolate | L3 |
| The air is chill and keen | O |
| But now and then a sunny day | H |
| Comes with a thought of green | O |
| Amid blear February's flaw | H |
| Tremulous snowdrops peep | Z2 |
| The crocus in the shrewd March morn | M3 |
| Starts from its wintry sleep | Z2 |
| The daisies sun themselves in hosts | N3 |
| Among the pasturing sheep | Z2 |
| The waters in their old content | O3 |
| Between fresh margins run | P3 |
| The pike as trackless as a sound | B |
| Shoots thro' the current dun | P3 |
| And languid new born chestnut leaves | M2 |
| Expand beneath the sun | P3 |
| The summer's prime is come again | Q3 |
| The lilies bloom anew | X |
| The current keeps the doubtful past | C2 |
| Deep in its bosom blue | X |
| And babbles low thro' quiet fields | R3 |
| Gray with the falling dew | X |
| The sheep bell tolls the curfew time | S3 |
| The gnats a busy rout | F2 |
| Fleck the warm air the distant owl | H |
| Shouteth a sleepy shout | F2 |
| The voiceless bat more felt than seen | O |
| Is flitting round about | F2 |
| The poplar's leaflet scarcely stirs | B2 |
| The river seems to think | T3 |
| Across the dusk the lily broad | U3 |
| Looks coolly from the brink | T3 |
| And knee deep in the freshet's fall | H |
| The meek eyed cattle drink | T3 |
| The chafers boom the white moths rise | V3 |
| Like spirits from the ground | B |
| The gray flies sing their weary tune | D3 |
| A distant dream like sound | B |
| And far far off in the slumberous eve | W3 |
| Bayeth a restless hound | B |
| At this sweet time the Lady walks | X3 |
| Beside the gentle stream | C3 |
| She marks the waters curl along | R |
| Beneath the sunset gleam | C3 |
| And in her soul a sorrow moves | Y3 |
| Like memory of a dream | C3 |
| She passes on How still the earth | Z3 |
| And all the air above | M |
| Here where of late the scritch owl shriek'd | A4 |
| Whispers the happy dove | M |
| And the river through the ivied bridge | Y2 |
| Flows calm as household love | M |
Coventry Patmore
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