George W. Doneghy

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The Hills Of Lincoln. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDEE A FFEEGGHH A IIJJKKLL

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O the hills of old Lincoln I can see them to dayB
As they stretch in dim distance far far awayB
And on Fancy's swift pinions my spirit hath flownC
To rest 'mid the scenes which my childhood has knownC
Where the old Hanging Fork with its silvery gleamD
Glides away 'tween the meadows like thoughts in a dreamD
And far to the south with their outlines so blueE
The rugged knobs blend into heaven's own hueE
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O the hills of old Lincoln how fondly I gazeF
On their wildwoods and thickets and deep tangled waysF
When memory's mirror presents them to viewE
And I dream once again that I tread them anewE
While raptured I listen to the music of loveG
That the song birds are singing in the tree tops aboveG
And the soul drifts away in a swoon of delightH
Unanchored from care and from sorrow's cold blightH
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IIIA
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O the hills of old Lincoln my footsteps have trodI
Up and down their green valleys with shotgun and rodI
And it seems to me now that the years that have fledJ
Around their old summits a halo have shedJ
That guides the fond fancy unerringly thereK
When backward it wanders with childhood to shareK
Sweet scenes such as these inurned in the heartL
And which from fond memory can never departL

George W. Doneghy



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