Moon-struck Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHIJJKLMIENIAOPQRGS TUVWXYBZKTA2B2C2D2GE 2E2AF2G G2H2HI2I2J2K2L2M2GN2 A2XO2 N2P2I TH O2Q2R2R2 S2T2U2V2NW2XIXU2X2Y2 PN2 AZ2MBG2 A3A3B3N2C3XT2A3IT is a moor | A |
Barren and treeless lying high and bare | B |
Beneath the arch d sky The rushing winds | C |
Fly over it each with his strong bow bent | D |
And quiver full of whistling arrows keen | E |
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I am a woman lonely old and poor | F |
If there be any one who watches me | G |
But there is none adown the long blank wold | H |
My figure painted on the level sky | I |
Would startle him as if it were a ghost | J |
And like a ghost a weary wandering ghost | J |
I roam and roam and shiver through the dark | K |
That will not hide me O but for one hour | L |
One blessed hour of warm and dewy night | M |
To wrap me like a pall with not an eye | I |
In earth or heaven to pierce the black serene | E |
Night call yet this No night no dark no rest | N |
A moon ray sweeps down sudden from the sky | I |
And smites the moor | A |
Is't thou accurs d Thing | O |
Broad pallid like a great woe looming out | P |
Out of its long sealed grave to fill all earth | Q |
With its dead ghastly smile Art there again | R |
Round perfect large as when we buried thee | G |
I and the kindly clouds that heard my prayers | S |
I'll sit me down and meet thee face to face | T |
Mine enemy Why didst thou rise upon | U |
My world my innocent world to make me mad | V |
Wherefore shine forth a tiny tremulous curve | W |
Hung out in the gray sunset beauteously | X |
To tempt mine eyes then nightly to increase | Y |
Slow orbing till thy full blank pitiless stare | B |
Hunts me across the world | Z |
No rest no dark | K |
Hour after hour that passionless bright face | T |
Climbs up the desolate blue I will press down | A2 |
The lids on my tired eyeballs crouch in dust | B2 |
And pray | C2 |
Thank God thank God a cloud has hid | D2 |
My torturer The night at last is free | G |
Forth peep in crowds the merry twinkling stars | E2 |
Ah we'll shine out the little silly stars | E2 |
And I we'll dance together across the moor | A |
They up aloft I here At last at last | F2 |
We are aveng d of our adversary | G |
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The freshening of the night air feels like dawn | G2 |
Who said that I was mad I will arise | H2 |
Throw off my burthen march across the wold | H |
Airily Ha what stumbling Nay no fear | I2 |
I am used unto the dark for many a year | I2 |
Steering compassionless athwart the waste | J2 |
To where deep hid in valleys of white mist | K2 |
The pleasant home lights shine I will but pause | L2 |
Turn round and gaze | M2 |
O me O miserable me | G |
The cloud bank overflows sudden outpour | N2 |
The bright white moon rays ah I drown I drown | A2 |
And o'er the flood with steady motion slow | X |
It walketh my inexorable Doom | O2 |
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No more I shall not struggle any more | N2 |
I will lie down as quiet as a child | P2 |
I can but die | I |
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There I have hid my face | T |
Stray travellers passing o'er the silent wold | H |
Would only say 'She sleeps ' | - |
Glare on my Doom | O2 |
I will not look at thee and if at times | Q2 |
I shiver still I neither weep nor moan | R2 |
Angels may see I neither weep nor moan | R2 |
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Was that sharp whistling wind the morning breeze | S2 |
That calls the stars back to the obscure of heaven | T2 |
I am very cold And yet there is a change | U2 |
Less fiercely the sharp moonbeams smite my brain | V2 |
My heart beats slower duller soothing rest | N |
Like a soft garment binds my shuddering limbs | W2 |
If I looked up now should I see it still | X |
Gibbeted ghastly in the hopeless sky | I |
No | X |
It is very strange all things seem strange | U2 |
Pale spectral face I do not fear thee now | X2 |
Was't this mere shadow which did haunt me once | Y2 |
Like an avenging fiend Well we fade out | P |
Together I'll nor dread nor curse thee more | N2 |
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How calm the earth seems and I know the moor | A |
Glistens with dew stars I will try and turn | Z2 |
My poor face eastward Close not eyes That light | M |
Fringing the far hills all so fair so fair | B |
Is it not dawn I am dying but 't is dawn | G2 |
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'Upon the mountains I behold the feet | A3 |
Of my Beloved let us forth to meet' | A3 |
Death | B3 |
This is death I see the light no more | N2 |
I sleep | C3 |
But like a morning bird my soul | X |
Springs singing upward into the deeps of heaven | T2 |
Through world on world to follow Infinite Day | A3 |
Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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