Charles Harpur Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABBCBC DEDE FBFB GHGH IJKJ LJLJ MNMN OJOJ PNQN JRJR JEJE JJJJ SNSNWhere Harpur lies the rainy streams | A |
And wet hill heads and hollows weeping | B |
Are swift with wind and white with gleams | A |
And hoarse with sounds of storms unsleeping | B |
Fit grave it is for one whose song | B |
Was tuned by tones he caught from torrents | C |
And filled with mountain breaths and strong | B |
Wild notes of falling forest currents | C |
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So let him sleep the rugged hymns | D |
And broken lights of woods above him | E |
And let me sing how sorrow dims | D |
The eyes of those that used to love him | E |
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As April in the wilted wold | F |
Turns faded eyes on splendours waning | B |
What time the latter leaves are old | F |
And ruin strikes the strays remaining | B |
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So we that knew this singer dead | G |
Whose hands attuned the harp Australian | H |
May set the face and bow the head | G |
And mourn his fate and fortunes alien | H |
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The burden of a perished faith | I |
Went sighing through his speech of sweetness | J |
With human hints of time and death | K |
And subtle notes of incompleteness | J |
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But when the fiery power of youth | L |
Had passed away and left him nameless | J |
Serene as light and strong as truth | L |
He lived his life untired and tameless | J |
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And far and free this man of men | M |
With wintry hair and wasted feature | N |
Had fellowship with gorge and glen | M |
And learned the loves and runes of Nature | N |
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Strange words of wind and rhymes of rain | O |
And whispers from the inland fountains | J |
Are mingled in his various strain | O |
With leafy breaths of piny mountains | J |
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But as the undercurrents sigh | P |
Beneath the surface of a river | N |
The music of humanity | Q |
Dwells in his forest psalms for ever | N |
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No soul was he to sit on heights | J |
And live with rocks apart and scornful | R |
Delights of men were his delights | J |
And common troubles made him mournful | R |
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The flying forms of unknown powers | J |
With lofty wonder caught and filled him | E |
But there were days of gracious hours | J |
When sights and sounds familiar thrilled him | E |
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The pathos worn by wayside things | J |
The passion found in simple faces | J |
Struck deeper than the life of springs | J |
Or strength of storms and sea swept places | J |
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But now he sleeps the tired bard | S |
The deepest sleep and lo I proffer | N |
These tender leaves of my regard | S |
With hands that falter as they offer | N |
Henry Kendall
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