Our Lady's Well Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCCDDEF AAGGHHIIEF JJKKLLMMEF NNOPQQRREF| Fount of the woods thou art hid no more | A |
| From Heaven's clear eye as in time of yore | A |
| For the roof hath sunk from thy mossy walls | B |
| And the sun's free glance on thy slumber falls | B |
| And the dim tree shadows across thee pass | C |
| As the boughs are sway'd o'er thy silvery glass | C |
| And the reddening leaves to thy breast are blown | D |
| When the autumn wind hath a stormy tone | D |
| And thy bubbles rise to the flashing rain | E |
| Bright Fount thou art nature's own again | F |
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| Fount of the vale thou art sought no more | A |
| By the pilgrim's foot as in time of yore | A |
| When he came from afar his beads to tell | G |
| And to chant his hymn at Our Lady's Well | G |
| There is heard no Ave through thy bowers | H |
| Thou art gleaming lone 'midst thy water flowers | H |
| But the herd may drink from thy gushing wave | I |
| And there may the reaper his forehead lave | I |
| And the woodman seeks thee not in vain | E |
| Bright Fount thou art nature's own again | F |
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| Fount of the Virgin's ruin'd shrine | J |
| A voice that speaks of the past is thine | J |
| It mingles the tone of a thoughtful sigh | K |
| With the notes that ring through the laughing sky | K |
| 'Midst the mirthful song of the summer bird | L |
| And the sound of the breeze it will yet be heard | L |
| Why is it that thus we may gaze on thee | M |
| To the brilliant sunshine sparkling free | M |
| 'Tis that all on earth is of Time's domain | E |
| He hath made thee nature's own again | F |
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| Fount of the chapel with ages grey | N |
| Thou art springing freshly amidst decay | N |
| Thy rites are closed and thy cross lies low | O |
| And the changeful hours breathe o'er thee now | P |
| Yet if at thine altar one holy thought | Q |
| In man's deep spirit of old hath wrought | Q |
| If peace to the mourner hath here been given | R |
| Or prayer from a chasten'd heart to Heaven | R |
| Be the spot still hallow'd while Time shall reign | E |
| Who hath made thee nature's own again | F |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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