The Isle Of Founts Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCC DEDEFF GHGHII JKJKLL MNONPP QRQRSS TUVUBB WAWAGG XKXIEE RYRYZZ GKGKA2A2 B2C2D2C2E2E2 F2GF2GCC| Son of the stranger wouldst thou take | A |
| O'er yon blue hills thy lonely way | B |
| To reach the still and shining lake | A |
| Along whose banks the west winds play | B |
| Let no vain dreams thy heart beguile | C |
| Oh seek thou not the Fountain Isle | C |
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| Lull but the mighty serpent king | D |
| 'Midst the grey rocks his old domain | E |
| Ward but the cougar's deadly spring | D |
| Thy step that lake's green shore may gain | E |
| And the bright Isle when all is pass'd | F |
| Shall vainly meet thine eye at last | F |
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| Yes there with all its rainbow streams | G |
| Clear as within thine arrow's flight | H |
| The Isle of Founts the Isle of dreams | G |
| Floats on the wave in golden light | H |
| And lovely will the shadows be | I |
| Of groves whose fruit is not for thee | I |
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| And breathings from their sunny flowers | J |
| Which are not of the things that die | K |
| And singing voices from their bowers | J |
| Shall greet thee in the purple sky | K |
| Soft voices e'en like those that dwell | L |
| Far in the green reed's hollow cell | L |
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| Or hast thou heard the sounds that rise | M |
| From the deep chambers of the earth | N |
| The wild and wondrous melodies | O |
| To which the ancient rocks gave birth | N |
| Like that sweet song of hidden caves | P |
| Shall swell those wood notes o'er the waves | P |
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| The emerald waves they take their hue | Q |
| And image from that sunbright shore | R |
| But wouldst thou launch thy light canoe | Q |
| And wouldst thou ply thy rapid oar | R |
| Before thee hadst thou morning's speed | S |
| The dreamy land should still recede | S |
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| Yet on the breeze thou still wouldst hear | T |
| The music of its flowering shades | U |
| And ever should the sound be near | V |
| Of founts that ripple through its glades | U |
| The sound and sight and flashing ray | B |
| Of joyous waters in their play | B |
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| But woe for him who sees them burst | W |
| With their bright spray showers to the lake | A |
| Earth has no spring to quench the thirst | W |
| That semblance in his soul shall wake | A |
| For ever pouring through his dreams | G |
| The gush of those untasted streams | G |
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| Bright bright in many a rocky urn | X |
| The waters of our deserts lie | K |
| Yet at their source his lip shall burn | X |
| Parch'd with the fever's agony | I |
| From the blue mountains to the main | E |
| Our thousand floods may roll in vain | E |
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| E'en thus our hunters came of yore | R |
| Back from their long and weary quest | Y |
| Had they not seen th' untrodden shore | R |
| And could they 'midst our wilds find rest | Y |
| The lightning of their glance was fled | Z |
| They dwelt amongst us as the dead | Z |
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| They lay beside our glittering rills | G |
| With visions in their darken'd eye | K |
| Their joy was not amidst the hills | G |
| Where elk and deer before us fly | K |
| Their spears upon the cedar hung | A2 |
| Their javelins to the wind were flung | A2 |
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| They bent no more the forest bow | B2 |
| They arm'd not with the warrior band | C2 |
| The moons wan'd o'er them dim and slow | D2 |
| They left us for the spirit's land | C2 |
| Beneath our pines yon greensward heap | E2 |
| Shows where the restless found their sleep | E2 |
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| Son of the stranger if at eve | F2 |
| Silence be 'midst us in thy place | G |
| Yet go not where the mighty leave | F2 |
| The strength of battle and of chase | G |
| Let no vain dreams thy heart beguile | C |
| Oh seek thou not the Fountain Isle | C |
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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