He Heeded Not Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Of whispering trees the tongues to hearA
And sermons of the silent stoneB
To read in brooks the print so clearC
Of motion shadowy light and toneB
That man hath neither eye nor earA
Who careth not for human moanB
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Yea he who draws in shrinking hasteD
From sin that passeth helpless byE
The weak antennae of whose tasteD
From touch of alien grossness flyE
Shall banished to the outer wasteD
Never in Nature's bosom lieE
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But he whose heart is full of graceF
To his own kindred all aboutG
Shall find in lowest human faceF
Blasted with wrong and dull with doubtG
More than in Nature's holiest placeF
Where mountains dwell and streams run outG
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Coarse cries of strife assailed my earA
In suburb ways one summer mornH
A wretched alley I drew nearC
Whence on the air the sounds were borneH
Growls breaking into curses clearC
And shrill retorts of keener scornH
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Slow from its narrow entrance cameI
His senses drowned with revels direJ
Scarce fit to answer to his nameI
A man unconscious save of ireJ
Fierce flashes of dull fitful flameI
Broke from the embers of his fireK
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He cast a glance of stupid hateL
Behind him every step he tookM
Where followed him like following fateL
An aged crone with bloated lookM
A something checked his listless gaitL
She neared him rating till she shookM
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Why stood he still to be disgracedD
What hindered Lost in his employN
His eager head high as his waistD
Half buttressed him a tiny boyN
An earnest child ill clothed pale facedD
Whose eyes held neither hope nor joyN
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Perhaps you think he pushed and pledO
For one poor coin to keep the peaceP
With hunger or home would have ledO
And given him up to sleep's releaseP
Well he might know the good of bedO
To make the drunken fever ceaseP
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Not so like unfledged hungry birdQ
He stood on tiptoe reaching higherK
But no expostulating wordQ
Did in his anxious soul aspireJ
With humbler care his heart was stirredQ
With humbler service to his sireK
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He sleepless pale and wrathful redO
Though forward leaning held his footR
Lest on the darling he should treadO
A misty sense had taken rootS
Somewhere in his bewildered headO
That round him kindness hovered muteS
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The words his simmering rage did spillT
Passed o'er the child like breeze o'er cornH
Safer than bee whose dodging skillT
And myriad eyes the hail shower scornH
The boy absorbed in loving willT
Buttoned his father's waistcoat wornH
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Over his calm unconscious faceF
No motion passed no change of moodU
Still as a pool in its own placeF
Unsunned within a thick leaved woodV
It kept its quiet shadowy graceF
As round it all things had been goodV
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Was the boy deaf the tender palmW
Of him that made him folded roundX
The little head to keep it calmW
With a hitherto to every soundX
And so nor curse nor shout nor psalmY
Could thrill the globe thus grandly boundX
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Or came in force the happy lawZ
That customed things themselves eraseF
Or was he too intent for aweA2
Did love take all the thinking placeF
I cannot tell I only sawZ
An earnest fearless hopeless faceF

George Macdonald



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