Heath From The Highlands Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EDED FGFG BHBH IJIJ KLKL DDDD MNMN OPOQ RSRS GDGD IDID PDPD TUTU VWXW YPZP A2B2A2B2Here where the great hills fall away | A |
To bays of silver sea | B |
I hold within my hand to day | A |
A wild thing strange to me | B |
- | |
Behind me is the deep green dell | C |
Where lives familiar light | D |
The leaves and flowers I know so well | C |
Are gleaming in my sight | D |
- | |
And yonder is the mountain glen | E |
Where sings in trees unstirred | D |
By breath of breeze or axe of men | E |
The shining satin bird | D |
- | |
The old weird cry of plover comes | F |
Across the marshy ways | G |
And here the hermit hornet hums | F |
And here the wild bee strays | G |
- | |
No novel life or light I see | B |
On hill in dale beneath | H |
All things around are known to me | B |
Except this bit of heath | H |
- | |
This touching growth hath made me dream | I |
It sends my soul afar | J |
To where the Scottish mountains gleam | I |
Against the Northern star | J |
- | |
It droops this plant like one who grieves | K |
But while my fancy glows | L |
There is that glory on its leaves | K |
Which never robed the rose | L |
- | |
For near its wind blown native spot | D |
Were born by crags uphurled | D |
The ringing songs of Walter Scott | D |
That shook the whole wide world | D |
- | |
There haply by the sounding streams | M |
And where the fountains break | N |
He saw the darling of his dreams | M |
The Lady of the Lake | N |
- | |
And on the peaks where never leaf | O |
Of lowland beauty grew | P |
Perhaps he met Clan Alpine's chief | O |
The rugged Roderick Dhu | Q |
- | |
Not far perchance this heather throve | R |
Above fair banks of ferns | S |
From that green place of stream and grove | R |
That knew the voice of Burns | S |
- | |
Against the radiant river ways | G |
Still waves the noble wood | D |
Where in the old majestic days | G |
The Scottish poet stood | D |
- | |
Perhaps my heather used to beam | I |
In robes of morning frost | D |
By dells which saw that lovely dream | I |
The Mary that he lost | D |
- | |
I hope indeed the singer knew | P |
The little spot of land | D |
On which the mountain beauty grew | P |
That withers in my hand | D |
- | |
A Highland sky my vision fills | T |
I feel the great strong North | U |
The hard grey weather of the hills | T |
That brings men children forth | U |
- | |
The peaks of Scotland where the din | V |
And flame of thunders go | W |
Seem near me with the masculine | X |
Hale sons of wind and snow | W |
- | |
So potent is this heather here | Y |
That under skies of blue | P |
I seem to breathe the atmosphere | Z |
That William Wallace knew | P |
- | |
And under windy mountain wall | A2 |
Where breaks the torrent loose | B2 |
I fancy I can hear the call | A2 |
Of grand old Robert Bruce | B2 |
Henry Kendall
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Heath From The Highlands poem by Henry Kendall
Best Poems of Henry Kendall