The Opossum-hunters Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABABACDCAC EAFAGA HIFIJI EKEEKFL FDDDDD| Hear ye not the waters beating where the rapid rivers meeting | A |
| With the winds above them fleeting hurry to the distant seas | B |
| And a smothered sound of singing from old Ocean upwards springing | A |
| Sending hollow echoes ringing like a wailing on the breeze | B |
| For the tempest round us brewing cometh with the clouds pursuing | A |
| And the bright Day like a ruin crumbles from the mournful trees | B |
| When the thunder ceases pealing and the stars up heaven are stealing | A |
| And the Moon above us wheeling throws her pleasant glances round | C |
| From our homes we boldly sally neath the trysting tree to rally | D |
| For a night hunt up the valley with our brothers and the hound | C |
| Through a wild eyed Forest staring at the light above it glaring | A |
| We will travel little caring for the dangers where we bound | C |
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| Twisted boughs shall tremble o er us hollow woods shall moan before us | E |
| And the torrents like a chorus down the gorges dark shall sing | A |
| And the vines shall shake and shiver and the startled grasses quiver | F |
| Like the reeds beside a river in the gusty days of Spring | A |
| While we forward haste delighted through a region seldom lighted | G |
| Souls impatient hearts excited like a wind upon the wing | A |
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| Oh the solemn tones of Ocean like the language of devotion | H |
| Or a voice of deep emotion wander round the evening scene | I |
| Oh the ragged shadows cluster where my brothers we must muster | F |
| Ere the warm moon lends her lustre to the cedars darkly green | I |
| And the lights like flowers shall blossom in high Heaven s kindly bosom | J |
| While we hunt the wild opossum underneath its leafy screen | I |
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| Underneath the woven bowers where the gloomy night hawk cowers | E |
| Through a lapse of dreamy hours in a stirless solitude | K |
| And the hound that close beside us still will stay whate er betide us | E |
| Through a wildering waste shall guide us | E |
| through a maze where few intrude | K |
| Till the game is chased to cover till the stirring sport is over | F |
| Till we bound each happy rover homeward down the laughing wood | L |
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| Oh the joy in wandering thither when fond friends are all together | F |
| And our souls are like the weather cloudless clear and fresh and free | D |
| Let the sailor sing the story of the ancient ocean s glory | D |
| Forests golden mountains hoary can he look and love like we | D |
| Sordid worldling haunt thy city with that heart so hard and gritty | D |
| There are those who turn with pity when they turn to think of thee | D |
Henry Kendall
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