To An Oak At Newstead. [1] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DEFE GGGH IJIJ KLKL MNMN COCO PQPQ RSRS TNTNA | |
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Young Oak when I planted thee deep in the ground | B |
I hoped that thy days would be longer than mine | C |
That thy dark waving branches would flourish around | B |
And ivy thy trunk with its mantle entwine | C |
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Such such was my hope when in Infancy's years | D |
On the land of my Fathers I rear'd thee with pride | E |
They are past and I water thy stem with my tears | F |
Thy decay not the weeds that surround thee can hide | E |
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I left thee my Oak and since that fatal hour | G |
A stranger has dwelt in the hall of my Sire | G |
Till Manhood shall crown me not mine is the power | G |
But his whose neglect may have bade thee expire | H |
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Oh hardy thou wert even now little care | I |
Might revive thy young head and thy wounds gently heal | J |
But thou wert not fated affection to share | I |
For who could suppose that a Stranger would feel | J |
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Ah droop not my Oak lift thy head for a while | K |
Ere twice round yon Glory this planet shall run | L |
The hand of thy Master will teach thee to smile | K |
When Infancy's years of probation are done | L |
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Oh live then my Oak tow'r aloft from the weeds | M |
That clog thy young growth and assist thy decay | N |
For still in thy bosom are Life's early seeds | M |
And still may thy branches their beauty display | N |
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Oh yet if Maturity's years may be thine | C |
Though I shall lie low in the cavern of Death | O |
On thy leaves yet the day beam of ages may shine | C |
Uninjured by Time or the rude Winter's breath | O |
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For centuries still may thy boughs lightly wave | P |
O'er the corse of thy Lord in thy canopy laid | Q |
While the branches thus gratefully shelter his grave | P |
The Chief who survives may recline in thy shade | Q |
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And as he with his boys shall revisit this spot | R |
He will tell them in whispers more softly to tread | S |
Oh surely by these I shall ne'er be forgot | R |
Remembrance still hallows the dust of the dead | S |
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And here will they say when in Life's glowing prime | T |
Perhaps he has pour'd forth his young simple lay | N |
And here must he sleep till the moments of Time | T |
Are lost in the hours of Eternity's day | N |
George Gordon Byron
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