Jump-to-glory Jane Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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A revelation came on JaneB
The widow of a labouring swainB
And first her body trembled sharpC
Then all the woman was a harpC
With winds along the strings she heardD
Though there was neither tone nor wordD
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IIA
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For past our hearing was the airE
Beyond our speaking what it bareE
And she within herself had sightF
Of heaven at work to cleanse outrightF
To make of her a mansion fitG
For angel hosts inside to sitG
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They entered and forthwith entrancedH
Her body braced her members dancedH
Surprisingly the woman leaptI
And countenance composed she keptI
As gossip neighbours in the laneB
Declared who saw and pitied JaneB
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These knew she had been reading booksJ
The which was witnessed by her looksJ
Of late she had a maniaK
For mad folk in AmericaK
And said for sure they led the wayL
But meat and beer were meant to stayL
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That she had visited a fairE
Had seen a gauzy lady thereE
Alive with tricks on legs aloneM
As good as wings was also knownM
And longwhiles in a sullen moodN
Before her jumping Jane would broodN
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A good knee's height they say she sprangO
Her arms and feet like those who hangO
As if afire the body spedP
And neither pair contributedQ
She jumped in silence she was thoughtR
A corpse to resurrection caughtS
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The villagers were mostly dazedT
They jeered they wondered and they praisedT
'Twas guessed by some she was inspiredD
And some would have it she had hiredD
An engine in her petticoatsU
To turn their wits and win their votesU
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VIII-
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Her first was Winny Earnes a kindV
Of woman not to dance inclinedV
But she went up entirely wonW
Ere Jump to glory Jane had doneW
And once a vixen wild for speechX
She found the better way to preachX
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IXU
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No long time after Jane was seenY
Directing jumps at Daddy GreenY
And that old man to watch her fly-
Had eyebrows made of arches high-
Till homeward he likewise did hopZ
Oft calling on himself to stopZ
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XU
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It was a scene when man and maidA2
Abandoning all other tradeA2
And careless of the call to mealsU
Went jumping at the woman's heelsU
By dozens they were counted soonB2
Without a sound to tell their tuneB2
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XIU
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Along the roads they came and crossedC2
The fields and o'er the hills were lostC2
And in the evening reappearedD2
Then short like hobbled horses rearedD2
And down upon the grass they plumpedE2
Alone their Jane to glory jumpedE2
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XIIU
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At morn they rose to see her springF2
All going as an engine thingF2
And lighter than the gossamerG2
She led the bobbers following herG2
Past old acquaintances and whereE
They made the stranger stupid stareE
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XIIIU
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When turnips were a filling cropZ
In scorn they jumped a butcher's shopZ
Or spite of threats to flog and souseU
They jumped for shame a public houseU
And much their legs were seized with rageH2
If passing by the vicarageH2
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XIV-
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The tightness of a hempen ropeI2
Their bodies got but laundry soapI2
Not handsomer can rub the skinJ2
For token of the washed withinJ2
Occasionally coughers castK2
A leg aloft and coughed their lastK2
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The weaker maids and some old menL2
Requiring rafters for the penL2
On rainy nights were those who fellM2
The rest were quite a miracleN2
Refreshed as you may search all roundO2
On Club feast days and cry Not foundO2
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XVI-
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For these poor innocents that sleptI
Against the sky soft women weptI
For never did they any theftP2
'Twas known when they their camping leftP2
And jumped the cold out of their ragsU
In spirit rich as money bagsU
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They jumped the question jumped reply-
And whether to insist deny-
Reprove persuade they jumped in ranksU
Or singly straight the arms to flanksU
And straight the legs with just a kneeU
For bending in a mild degreeU
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The villagers might call them madQ2
An endless holiday they hadQ2
Of pleasure in a serious workR2
They taught by leaps where perils lurkR2
And with the lambkins practised sportsU
For 'scaping Satan's pounds and quartsU
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XIXU
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It really seemed on certain daysU
When they bobbed up their Lord to praiseU
And bobbing up they caught the glanceU
Of light our secret is to danceU
And hold the tongue from hindering peaceU
To dance out preacher and policeU
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XXU
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Those flies of boys disturbed them soreS2
On Sundays and when daylight woreS2
With withies cut from hedge or copseU
They treated them as whipping topsU
And flung big stones with cruel aimT2
Yet all the flock jumped on the sameT2
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XXIU
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For what could persecution doU2
To worry such a blessed crewU2
On whom it was as wind to fireG2
Which set them always jumping higherG2
The parson and the lawyer triedV2
By meek persistency defiedV2
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XXIIU
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But if they bore they could pursueU
As well and this the Bishop tooU
When inner warnings proved him plainB
The chase for Jump to glory JaneB
She knew it by his being sentW2
To bless the feasting in the tentW2
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XXIIIU
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Not less than fifty years on endX2
The Squire had been the Bishop's friendX2
And his poor tenants harmless onesU
With souls to save fed not on bunsU
But angry meats she took her placeU
Outside to show the way to graceU
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In apron suit the Bishop stoodY2
The crowding people kindly viewedN
A gaunt grey woman he saw riseU
On air with most beseeching eyesU
And evident as light in darkZ2
It was she set to him for markZ2
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Her highest leap had come with easeU
She jumped to reach the Bishop's kneesU
Compressing tight her arms and lipsU
She sought to jump the Bishop's hipsU
Her aim flew at his apron bandA3
That he might see and understandA3
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XXVI-
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The mild inquiry of his gazeU
Was altered to a peaked amazeU
At sight of thirty in ascentW2
To gain his notice clearly bentW2
And greatly Jane at heart was vexedB3
By his ploughed look of mind perplexedB3
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In jumps that said Beware the pitG
More eloquent than speaking itG
That said Avoid the boiled the roastC3
The heated nose on face of ghostC3
Which comes of drinking up and o'erG2
The flesh with me did Jane imploreS2
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She jumped him high as huntsmen goD3
Across the gate she jumped him lowD3
To coax him to begin and feelE3
His infant steps returning peelE3
His mortal pride exposing fruitF3
And off with hat and apron suitF3
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XXIXU
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We need much patience well she knewU
And out and out and through and throughU
When we would gentlefolk addressU
However we may seek to blessU
At times they hide them like the beastsU
From sacred beams and mostly priestsU
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XXXU
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He gave no sign of making bareE
Nor she of faintness or despairE
Inflamed with hope that she might winJ2
If she but coaxed him to beginJ2
She used all arts for making fainB
The mother with her babe was JaneB
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Now stamped the Squire and knowing notS
Her business waved her from the spotS
Encircled by the men of mightF
The head of Jane like flickering lightF
As in a charger they beheldF
Ere she was from the park expelledF
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Her grief in jumps of earthly weightF
Did Jane around communicateF
For that the moment when beganG3
The holy but mistaken manG3
In view of light to take his liftF
They cut him from her charm adriftF
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And he was lost a banished faceU
For ever from the ways of graceU
Unless pinched hard by dreams in frightF
They saw the Bishop's wavering spriteF
Within her look at come and goD3
Long after he had caused her woeD3
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Her greying eyes until she sankH3
At Fredsham on the wayside bankH3
Like cinder heaps that whitened lie-
From coals that shot the flame to sky-
Had glassy vacancies which yearnedF
For one in memory discernedF
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May those who ply the tongue that cheatsU
And those who rush to beer and meatsU
And those whose mean ambition aimsU
At palaces and titled namesU
Depart in such a cheerful strainB
As did our Jump to glory JaneB
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Her end was beautiful one sigh-
She jumped a foot when it was nigh-
A lily in a linen cloutF
She looked when they had laid her outF
It isU

George Meredith



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