The Hills Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDB AEFEGE HDIDJD KLBLML NMOMPM QERESE NTDTUT SVWKXKBehind my father's cottage lies | A |
A gentle grassy height | B |
Up which I often ran to gaze | C |
Back with a wondering sight | B |
For then the chimneys I thought high | D |
Were down below me quite | B |
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All round where'er I turned mine eyes | A |
Huge hills closed up the view | E |
The town 'mid their converging roots | F |
Was clasped by rivers two | E |
From one range to another sprang | G |
The sky's great vault of blue | E |
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It was a joy to climb their sides | H |
And in the heather lie | D |
A joy to look at vantage down | I |
On the castle grim and high | D |
Blue streams below white clouds above | J |
In silent earth and sky | D |
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And now where'er my feet may roam | K |
At sight of stranger hill | L |
A new sense of the old delight | B |
Springs in my bosom still | L |
And longings for the high unknown | M |
Their ancient channels fill | L |
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For I am always climbing hills | N |
From the known to the unknown | M |
Surely at last on some high peak | O |
To find my Father's throne | M |
Though hitherto I have only found | P |
His footsteps in the stone | M |
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And in my wanderings I did meet | Q |
Another searching too | E |
The dawning hope the shared quest | R |
Our thoughts together drew | E |
Fearless she laid her band in mine | S |
Because her heart was true | E |
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She was not born among the hills | N |
Yet on each mountain face | T |
A something known her inward eye | D |
By inborn light can trace | T |
For up the hills must homeward be | U |
Though no one knows the place | T |
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Clasp my hand close my child in thine | S |
A long way we have come | V |
Clasp my hand closer yet my child | W |
Farther we yet must roam | K |
Climbing and climbing till we reach | X |
Our heavenly father's home | K |
George Macdonald
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