The Voice In The Wild Oak Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCDCDEFEGHIHI JKJKLMLM NOPOQRQR STSTUVUV WQWQXXX XYXYZIZI A2XA2XB2XC2X D2HD2HE2KE2K XF2XG2XH2XH2 JIJITXTX I2J2I2J2K2XK2XTwelve years ago when I could face | A |
High heaven s dome with different eyes | B |
In days full flowered with hours of grace | A |
And nights not sad with sighs | B |
I wrote a song in which I strove | C |
To shadow forth thy strain of woe | D |
Dark widowed sister of the grove | C |
Twelve wasted years ago | D |
But youth was then too young to find | E |
Those high authentic syllables | F |
Whose voice is like the wintering wind | E |
By sunless mountain fells | G |
Nor had I sinned and suffered then | H |
To that superlative degree | I |
That I would rather seek than men | H |
Wild fellowship with thee | I |
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But he who hears this autumn day | J |
Thy more than deep autumnal rhyme | K |
Is one whose hair was shot with grey | J |
By Grief instead of Time | K |
He has no need like many a bard | L |
To sing imaginary pain | M |
Because he bears and finds it hard | L |
The punishment of Cain | M |
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No more he sees the affluence | N |
Which makes the heart of Nature glad | O |
For he has lost the fine first sense | P |
Of Beauty that he had | O |
The old delight God s happy breeze | Q |
Was wont to give to Grief has grown | R |
And therefore Niobe of trees | Q |
His song is like thine own | R |
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But I who am that perished soul | S |
Have wasted so these powers of mine | T |
That I can never write that whole | S |
Pure perfect speech of thine | T |
Some lord of words august supreme | U |
The grave grand melody demands | V |
The dark translation of thy theme | U |
I leave to other hands | V |
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Yet here where plovers nightly call | W |
Across dim melancholy leas | Q |
Where comes by whistling fen and fall | W |
The moan of far off seas | Q |
A grey old Fancy often sits | X |
And fills thy strong strange rhyme by fits | X |
With awful utterings | X |
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Then times there are when all the words | X |
Are like the sentences of one | Y |
Shut in by Fate from wind and birds | X |
And light of stars and sun | Y |
No dazzling dryad but a dark | Z |
Dream haunted spirit doomed to be | I |
Imprisoned crampt in bands of bark | Z |
For all eternity | I |
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Yea like the speech of one aghast | A2 |
At Immortality in chains | X |
What time the lordly storm rides past | A2 |
With flames and arrowy rains | X |
Some wan Tithonus of the wood | B2 |
White with immeasurable years | X |
An awful ghost in solitude | C2 |
With moaning moors and meres | X |
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And when high thunder smites the hill | D2 |
And hunts the wild dog to his den | H |
Thy cries like maledictions shrill | D2 |
And shriek from glen to glen | H |
As if a frightful memory whipped | E2 |
Thy soul for some infernal crime | K |
That left it blasted blind and stript | E2 |
A dread to Death and Time | K |
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But when the fair haired August dies | X |
And flowers wax strong and beautiful | F2 |
Thy songs are stately harmonies | X |
By wood lights green and cool | G2 |
Most like the voice of one who shows | X |
Through sufferings fierce in fine relief | H2 |
A noble patience and repose | X |
A dignity in grief | H2 |
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But ah conceptions fade away | J |
And still the life that lives in thee | I |
The soul of thy majestic lay | J |
Remains a mystery | I |
And he must speak the speech divine | T |
The language of the high throned lords | X |
Who d give that grand old theme of thine | T |
Its sense in faultless words | X |
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By hollow lands and sea tracts harsh | I2 |
With ruin of the fourfold gale | J2 |
Where sighs the sedge and sobs the marsh | I2 |
Still wail thy lonely wail | J2 |
And year by year one step will break | K2 |
The sleep of far hill folded streams | X |
And seek if only for thy sake | K2 |
Thy home of many dreams | X |
Henry Kendall
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