The Parting Song Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCADEFAGHIJ KLMNOPQERSGT UVWXYWZA2B2G C2WD2E2GF2 F2F2PPG2LH2H2 DDI2J2K2L2M2A N2N2GGO2O2F2F2 GGD2D2PPH2H2 P2P2H2Q2WWF2 WGWR2WF2WWY

A youth went forth to exile from a homeA
Such as to early thought gives imagesB
The longest treasur'd and most oft recall'dC
And brightest kept of love a mountain homeA
That with the murmur of its rocking pinesD
And sounding waters first in childhood's heartE
Wakes the deep sense of nature unto joyF
And half unconscious prayer a Grecian homeA
With the transparence of blue skies o'erhungG
And through the dimness of its olive shadesH
Catching the flash of fountains and the gleamI
Of shining pillars from the fanes of oldJ
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And this was what he left Yet many leaveK
Far more the glistening eye that first from theirsL
Call'd out the soul's bright smile the gentle handM
Which through the sunshine led forth infant stepsN
To where the violets lay the tender voiceO
That earliest taught them what deep melodyP
Lives in affection's tones He left not theseQ
Happy the weeper that but weeps to partE
With all a mother's love A bitterer griefR
Was his To part unlov'd of her unlov'dS
That should have breath'd upon his heart like SpringG
Fostering its young faint flowersT
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Yet had he friendsU
And they went forth to cheer him on his wayV
Unto the parting spot and she too wentW
That mother tearless for her youngest bornX
The parting spot was reach'd a lone deep glenY
Holy perchance of yore for cave and fountW
Were there and sweet voiced echoes and aboveZ
The silence of the blue still upper HeavenA2
Hung round the crags of Pindus where they woreB2
Their crowning snows Upon a reck he sprungG
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The unbelov'd one for his home to gazeC2
Through the wild laurels back but then a lightW
Broke on the stern proud sadness of his eyeD2
A sudden quivering light and from his lipsE2
A burst of passionate songG
'Farewell farewellF2
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'I hear thee O thou rushing stream thou 'rt from my native dellF2
Thou 'rt bearing thence a mournful sound a murmur of farewellF2
And fare thee well flow on my stream flow on thou bright and freeP
I do but dream that in thy voice one tone laments for meP
But I have been a thing unlov'd from childhood's loving yearsG2
And therefore turns my soul to thee for thou hast known my tearsL
The mountains and the caves and thou my secret tears have knownH2
The woods can tell where he hath wept that ever wept aloneH2
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'I see thee once again my home thou 'rt there amidst thy vinesD
And clear upon thy gleaming roof the light of summer shinesD
It is a joyous hour when eve comes whispering through thy grovesI2
The hour that brings the son from toil the hour the mother lovesJ2
The hour the mother loves for me belov'd it hath not beenK2
Yet ever in its purple smile thou smil'st a blessed sceneL2
Whose quiet beauty o'er my soul through distant years will comeM2
Yet what but as the dead to thee shall I be then my homeA
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'Not as the dead no not the dead We speak of them we keepN2
Their names like light that must not fade within our bosoms deepN2
We hallow ev'n the lyre they touch'd we love the lay they sungG
We pass with softer step the place they fill'd our band amongG
But I depart like sound like dew like aught that leaves on earthO2
No trace of sorrow or delight no memory of its birthO2
I go the echo of the rock a thousand songs may swellF2
When mine is a forgotten voice Woods mountains home farewellF2
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'And farewell mother I have borne in lonely silence longG
But now the current of my soul grows passionate and strongG
And I will speak though but the wind that wanders through the skyD2
And but the dark deep rustling pines and rolling streams replyD2
Yes I will speak within my breast whate'er hath seem'd to beP
There lay a hidden fount of love that would have gush'd for theeP
Brightly it would have gush'd but thou my mother thou hast thrownH2
Back on the forests and the wilds what should have been thine ownH2
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'Then fare thee well I leave thee not in loneliness to pineP2
Since thou hast sons of statelier mien and fairer brow than mineP2
Forgive me that thou couldst not love it may be that a toneH2
Yet from my burning heart may pierce through thine when I am goneQ2
And thou perchance mayst weep for him on whom thou ne'er hast smil'dW
And the grave give his birthright back to thy neglected childW
Might but my spirit then return and 'midst its kindred dwellF2
And quench its thirst with love's free tears 'tis all a dream farewell '-
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'Farewell ' the echo died with that deep wordW
Yet died not so the late repentant pangG
By the strain quicken'd in the mother's breastW
There had pass'd many changes o'er her browR2
And cheek and eye but into one bright floodW
Of tears at last all melted and she fellF2
On the glad bosom of her child and criedW
'Return return my son ' the echo caughtW
A lovelier sound than song and woke againY
Murmuring 'Return my son '-

Felicia Dorothea Hemans



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