The Wanderer From The Fold Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KFKF LMLM NONO PQRQ STST UFUF

How few of all the hearts that lovedA
Are grieving for thee nowB
And why should mine to night be movedC
With such a sense of woeD
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Too often thus when left aloneE
Where none my thoughts can seeF
Comes back a word a passing toneE
From thy strange historyF
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Sometimes I seem to see thee riseG
A glorious child againH
All virtues beaming from thine eyesG
That ever honoured menH
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Courage and truth a generous breastI
Where sinless sunshine layJ
A being whose very presence blestI
Like gladsome summer dayJ
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O fairly spread thy early sailK
And fresh and pure and freeF
Was the first impulse of the galeK
Which urged life's wave for theeF
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Why did the pilot too confidingL
Dream o'er that ocean's foamM
And trust in Pleasure's careless guidingL
To bring his vessel homeM
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For well he knew what dangers frownedN
What mists would gather dimO
What rocks and shelves and sands lay roundN
Between his port and himO
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The very brightness of the sunP
The splendour of the mainQ
The wind which bore him wildly onR
Should not have warned in vainQ
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An anxious gazer from the shoreS
I marked the whitening waveT
And wept above thy fate the moreS
Because I could not saveT
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It recks not now when all is overU
But yet my heart will beF
A mourner still though friend and loverU
Have both forgotten theeF

Emily Jane Bronta<<



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