The Woodman-s Daughter Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDBEFGFHFIJKJDJLD MDHDNODOPOQRSRTRUVWV XVYCSCZCA2B2C2B2D2B2 E2F2G2F2H2F2F2F2F2F2 C2F2F2I2J2I2K2I2JF2L 2F2M2F2JC2N2C2F2C2F2 F2C2F2O2F2JGC2GF2GF2 C2C2C2P2C2Q2JF2R2S2R 2F2F2J2F2I2F2In Gerald's Cottage by the hill | A |
Old Gerald and his child | B |
Innocent Maud dwelt happily | C |
He toil'd and she beguiled | B |
The long day at her spinning wheel | D |
In the garden now grown wild | B |
At Gerald's stroke the jay awoke | E |
Till noon hack follow'd hack | F |
Before the nearest hill had time | G |
To give its echo back | F |
And evening mists were in the lane | H |
Ere Gerald's arm grew slack | F |
Meanwhile below the scented heaps | I |
Of honeysuckle flower | J |
That made their simple cottage porch | K |
A cool luxurious bower | J |
Maud sat beside her spinning wheel | D |
And spun from hour to hour | J |
The growing thread thro' her fingers sped | L |
Round flew the polish'd wheel | D |
Merrily rang the notes she sang | M |
At every finish'd reel | D |
From the hill again like a glad refrain | H |
Follow'd the rapid peal | D |
But all is changed The rusting axe | N |
Reddens a wither'd bough | O |
A spider spins in the spinning wheel | D |
And Maud sings wildly now | O |
And village gossips say she knows | P |
Grief she may not avow | O |
Her secret's this In the sweet age | Q |
When heaven's our side the lark | R |
She follow'd her old father where | S |
He work'd from dawn to dark | R |
For months to thin the crowded groves | T |
Of the old manorial Park | R |
She fancied and he felt she help'd | U |
And whilst he hack'd and saw'd | V |
The rich Squire's son a young boy then | W |
Whole mornings as if awed | V |
Stood silent by and gazed in turn | X |
At Gerald and on Maud | V |
And sometimes in a sullen tone | Y |
He offer'd fruits and she | C |
Received them always with an air | S |
So unreserved and free | C |
That shame faced distance soon became | Z |
Familiarity | C |
Therefore in time when Gerald shook | A2 |
The woods no longer coy | B2 |
The young heir and the cottage girl | C2 |
Would steal out to enjoy | B2 |
The sound of one another's talk | D2 |
A simple girl and boy | B2 |
Spring after Spring they took their walks | E2 |
Uncheck'd unquestion'd yet | F2 |
They learn'd to hide their wanderings | G2 |
By wood and rivulet | F2 |
Because they could not give themselves | H2 |
A reason why they met | F2 |
Once Maud came weeping back Poor Child | F2 |
Was all her father said | F2 |
And he would steady his old hand | F2 |
Upon her hapless head | F2 |
And think of her as tranquilly | C2 |
As if the child were dead | F2 |
But he is gone and Maud steals out | F2 |
This gentle day of June | I2 |
And having sobb'd her pain to sleep | J2 |
Help'd by the stream's soft tune | I2 |
She rests along the willow trunk | K2 |
Below the calm blue noon | I2 |
The shadow of her shame and her | J |
Deep in the stream behold | F2 |
Smiles quake over her parted lips | L2 |
Some thought has made her bold | F2 |
She stoops to dip her fingers in | M2 |
To feel if it be cold | F2 |
'Tis soft and warm and runs as 'twere | J |
Perpetually at play | C2 |
But then the stream she recollects | N2 |
Bears everything away | C2 |
There is a dull pool hard at hand | F2 |
That sleeps both night and day | C2 |
She marks the closing weeds that shut | F2 |
The water from her sight | F2 |
They stir awhile but now are still | C2 |
Her arms fall down the light | F2 |
Is horrible and her countenance | O2 |
Is pale as a cloud at night | F2 |
Merrily now from the small church tower | J |
Clashes a noisy chime | G |
The larks climb up thro' the heavenly blue | C2 |
Carolling as they climb | G |
Is it the twisting water eft | F2 |
That dimples the green slime | G |
The pool reflects the scarlet West | F2 |
With a hot and guilty glow | C2 |
The East is changing ashy pale | C2 |
But Maud will never go | C2 |
While those great bubbles struggle up | P2 |
From the rotting weeds below | C2 |
The light has changed A little since | Q2 |
You scarcely might descry | J |
The moon now gleaming sharp and bright | F2 |
From the small cloud slumbering nigh | R2 |
And one by one the timid stars | S2 |
Step out into the sky | R2 |
The night blackens the pool but Maud | F2 |
Is constant at her post | F2 |
Sunk in a dread unnatural sleep | J2 |
Beneath the skiey host | F2 |
Of drifting mists thro' which the moon | I2 |
Is riding like a ghost | F2 |
Coventry Patmore
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