Madeline. A Domestic Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme

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My child my child thou leav'st me I shall hear	A
The gentle voice no more that blest mine ear	A
With its first utterance I shall miss the sound	B
Of thy light step amidst the flowers around	B
And thy soft breathing hymn at twilight's close	C
And thy 'Good night' at parting for repose	D
Under the vine leaves I shall sit alone	E
And the low breeze will have a mournful tone	E
Amidst their tendrils while I think of thee	F
My child and thou along the moonlight sea	F
With a soft sadness haply in thy glance	G
Shalt watch thine own thy pleasant land of France	G
Fading to air Yet blessings with thee go	H
Love guard thee gentlest and the exile's wo	H
From thy young heart be far And sorrow not	I
For me sweet daughter in my lonely lot	I
God shall be with me Now farewell farewell	J
Thou that hast been what words may never tell	J
Unto thy mother's bosom since the days	K
When thou wert pillow'd there and wont to raise	K
In sudden laughter thence thy loving eye	L
That still sought mine these moments are gone by	L
Thou too must go my flower Yet with thee dwell	J
The peace of God One one more gaze farewell '	M
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This was a mother's parting with her child	N
A young meek bride on whom fair fortune smil'd	N
And wooed her with a voice of love away	O
From childhood's home yet there with fond delay	O
She linger'd on the threshold heard the note	P
Of her cag'd bird thro' trellis'd rose leaves float	P
And fell upon her mother's neck and wept	Q
Whilst old remembrances that long had slept	Q
Gush'd o'er her soul and many a vanish'd day	O
As in one picture traced before her lay	O
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But the farewell was said and on the deep	R
When its breast heav'd in sunset's golden sleep	R
With a calm'd heart young Madeline ere long	S
Pour'd forth her own sweet solemn vesper song	S
Breathing of home thro' stillness heard afar	T
And duly rising with the first pale star	T
That voice was on the waters till at last	U
The sounding ocean solitudes were pass'd	U
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And the bright land was reach'd the youthful world	V
That glows along the West the sails were furl'd	V
In its clear sunshine and the gentle bride	V
Look'd on the home that promis'd hearts untried	V
A bower of bliss to come Alas we trace	W
The map of our own paths and long ere years	X
With their dull steps the brilliant lines efface	W
On sweeps the storm and blots them out with tears	Y
That home was darken'd soon the summer breeze	Z
Welcom'd with death the wanderers from the seas	Z
Death unto one and anguish how forlorn	A2
To her that widow'd in her marriage morn	A2
Sat in her voiceless dwelling whence with him	B2
Her bosom's first belov'd her friend and guide	V
Joy had gone forth and left the green earth dim	B2
As from the sun shut out on every side	V
By the close veil of misery Oh but ill	C2
When with rich hopes o'erfraught the young high heart	V
Bears its first blow it knows not yet the part	V
Which life will teach to suffer and be still	C2
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And with submissive love to count the flowers	D2
Which yet are spared and thro' the future hour	E2
To send no busy dream She had not learn'd	V
Of sorrow till that hour and therefore turn'd	V
In weariness from life then came th' unrest	V
The heart sick yearning of the exile's breast	V
The haunting sounds of voices far away	O
And household steps until at last she lay	O
On her lone couch of sickness lost in dreams	F2
Of the gay vineyards and blue rushing streams	F2
In her own sunny land and murmuring oft	V
Familiar names in accents wild yet soft	V
To strangers round that bed who knew not aught	V
Of the deep spells wherewith each word was fraught	V
To strangers Oh could strangers raise the head	V
Gently as hers was raised did strangers shed	V
The kindly tears which bath'd that feverish brow	G2
And wasted cheek with half unconscious flow	H
Something was there that thro' the lingering night	V
Outwatches patiently the taper's light	V
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Something that faints not thro' the day's distress	H2
That fears not toil that knows not weariness	I2
Love true and perfect love Whence came that power	E2
Uprearing thro' the storm the drooping flower	E2
Whence who can ask the wild delirium pass'd	V
And from her eyes the spirit look'd at last	V
Into her mother's face and wakening knew	J2
The brow's calm grace the hair's dear silvery hue	J2
The kind sweet smile of old and had she come	K2
Thus in life's evening from her distant home	L2
To save her child Ev'n so nor yet in vain	M2
In that young heart a light sprung up again	N2
And lovely still with so much love to give	O2
Seem'd this fair world tho' faded still to live	P2
Was not to pine forsaken On the breast	V
That rock'd her childhood sinking in soft rest	V
'Sweet mother gentlest mother can it be '	-
The lorn one cried 'and do I look on thee	F
Take back thy wanderer from this fatal shore	Q2
Peace shall be ours beneath our vines once more '	-

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Madeline. A Domestic Tale Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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