Sir Lark And King Sun Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDD EEFFGG HHAAII JJDDII KKAALL MMNNOO PPIIOO| Good morrow my lord in the sky alone | A |
| Sang the lark as the sun ascended his throne | A |
| Shine on me my lord I only am come | B |
| Of all your servants to welcome you home | C |
| I have shot straight up a whole hour I swear | D |
| To catch the first gleam of your golden hair | D |
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| Must I thank you then said the king sir Lark | E |
| For flying so high and hating the dark | E |
| You ask a full cup for half a thirst | F |
| Half was love of me half love to be first | F |
| Some of my subjects serve better my taste | G |
| Their watching and waiting means more than your haste | G |
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| King Sun wrapt his head in a turban of cloud | H |
| Sir Lark stopped singing quite vexed and cowed | H |
| But higher he flew for he thought Anon | A |
| The wrath of the king will be over and gone | A |
| And scattering his head gear manifold | I |
| He will change my brown feathers to a glory of gold | I |
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| He flew with the strength of a lark he flew | J |
| But as he rose the cloud rose too | J |
| And not one gleam of the flashing hair | D |
| Brought signal of favour across the air | D |
| And his wings felt withered and worn and old | I |
| For their feathers had had no chrism of gold | I |
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| Outwearied at length and throbbing sore | K |
| The strong sun seeker could do no more | K |
| He faltered and sank then dropped like a stone | A |
| Beside his nest where patient alone | A |
| Sat his little wife on her little eggs | L |
| Keeping them warm with wings and legs | L |
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| Did I say alone Ah no such thing | M |
| There was the cloudless the ray crowned king | M |
| Welcome sir Lark You look tired said he | N |
| Up is not always the best way to me | N |
| While you have been racing my turban gray | O |
| I have been shining where you would not stay | O |
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| He had set a coronet round the nest | P |
| Its radiance foamed on the wife's little breast | P |
| And so glorious was she in russet gold | I |
| That sir Lark for wonder and awe grew cold | I |
| He popped his head under her wing and lay | O |
| As still as a stone till king Sun went away | O |
George Macdonald
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