On The Hilltop Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB AACCDDEEFFDGHHAAIIEE JJEEKKLLMMNNOOPPQQRR SSTTUUVVDDWWNNEEEEAA

By the margent of the seaA
I would build myself a homeB
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Not by the margent of the seaA
But on the hilltop I would beA
My little house a mossy denC
Between me and the world of menC
Beside me dips a wide ravineD
Covered with a flowery screenD
Far round me rise a band of hillsE
Whose voices reach me by their rillsE
Or deep susurrus of the woodF
That stands in stately brotherhoodF
Upholding one vast web of greenD
Whereunder foot has never beenG
The pine and elm the birch and oakH
And thus their voices me invokeH
If you would on the hilltop beA
We cannot share your miseryA
Cease cease this moaning for the PastI
The law of grief can never lastI
When springtime brings anemonesE
Upon the sod I take my easeE
Or search for Arethusa's pinkJ
Along the torrent's ragged brinkJ
Or in the tinted April hoursE
I watch the curtain of the showersE
That fall beneath a lurking cloudK
Which for a moment throws a shroudK
On the sun's arrows in the westL
Till it blaze up a golden crestL
The young moon bends her crescent hornM
Against the lingering summer mornM
Then riding down the starry skyN
She follows me till night goes byN
And when the dawn breaks on yon townO
I think the sleepers lying downO
Must rise to shoulder dismal careP
Methinks that once was but my fareP
But I upon the hilltop yetQ
Am free from every tangling fretQ
So ever thus in peace of mindR
I give my pity to my kindR
For me this noble solitudeS
And as I face its varying moodS
Reflected in its every showT
Some higher self I come to knowT
See autumn here with color gladU
Not like the poets russet cladU
But scarlet umber green and goldV
Then in a breath I must beholdV
The autumn winds tear down my screenD
And leave me not a leaf to gleanD
The snow will cover glen and heightW
And all my hilltop glisten whiteW
I see the crystal atoms flyN
Under the dome of this gray skyN
Like gnomes are they these spectral gleamsE
Or shall I guess them only dreamsE
Whatever is the truth I sayE
If up and down the world I strayE
Still on the hilltop I would beA
Not by the margent of the seaA

Elizabeth Stoddard



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