To A Mountain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST BUVWBXYZA2B2C2D2E2F2 G2H2I2J2K2L2M2N2O2GK HP2TLSJFQ2JI2R2PS2T2 SU2V2W2X2Y2Z2UA3BB3C 3D3E3F3G3H3Z2V2JB3I3 H3J3To thee O father of the stately peaks | A |
Above me in the loftier light to thee | B |
Imperial brother of those awful hills | C |
Whose feet are set in splendid spheres of flame | D |
Whose heads are where the gods are and whose sides | E |
Of strength are belted round with all the zones | F |
Of all the world I dedicate these songs | G |
And if within the compass of this book | H |
There lives and glows ONE verse in which there beats | I |
The pulse of wind and torrent if ONE line | J |
Is here that like a running water sounds | K |
And seems an echo from the lands of leaf | L |
Be sure that line is thine Here in this home | M |
Away from men and books and all the schools | N |
I take thee for my Teacher In thy voice | O |
Of deathless majesty I kneeling hear | P |
God's grand authentic Gospel Year by year | Q |
The great sublime cantata of thy storm | R |
Strikes through my spirit fills it with a life | S |
Of startling beauty Thou my Bible art | T |
With holy leaves of rock and flower and tree | B |
And moss and shining runnel From each page | U |
That helps to make thy awful volume I | V |
Have learned a noble lesson In the psalm | W |
Of thy grave winds and in the liturgy | B |
Of singing waters lo my soul has heard | X |
The higher worship and from thee indeed | Y |
The broad foundations of a finer hope | Z |
Were gathered in and thou hast lifted up | A2 |
The blind horizon for a larger faith | B2 |
Moreover walking in exalted woods | C2 |
Of naked glory in the green and gold | D2 |
Of forest sunshine I have paused like one | E2 |
With all the life transfigured and a flood | F2 |
Of light ineffable has made me feel | G2 |
As felt the grand old prophets caught away | H2 |
By flames of inspiration but the words | I2 |
Sufficient for the story of my Dream | J2 |
Are far too splendid for poor human lips | K2 |
But thou to whom I turn with reverent eyes | L2 |
O stately Father whose majestic face | M2 |
Shines far above the zone of wind and cloud | N2 |
Where high dominion of the morning is | O2 |
Thou hast the Song complete of which my songs | G |
Are pallid adumbrations Certain sounds | K |
Of strong authentic sorrow in this book | H |
May have the sob of upland torrents these | P2 |
And only these may touch the great World's heart | T |
For lo they are the issues of that grief | L |
Which makes a man more human and his life | S |
More like that frank exalted life of thine | J |
But in these pages there are other tones | F |
In which thy large superior voice is not | Q2 |
Through which no beauty that resembles thine | J |
Has ever shone THESE are the broken words | I2 |
Of blind occasions when the World has come | R2 |
Between me and my Dream No song is here | P |
Of mighty compass for my singing robes | S2 |
I've worn in stolen moments All my days | T2 |
Have been the days of a laborious life | S |
And ever on my struggling soul has burned | U2 |
The fierce heat of this hurried sphere But thou | V2 |
To whose fair majesty I dedicate | W2 |
My book of rhymes thou hast the perfect rest | X2 |
Which makes the heaven of the highest gods | Y2 |
To thee the noises of this violent time | Z2 |
Are far faint whispers and from age to age | U |
Within the world and yet apart from it | A3 |
Thou standest Round thy lordly capes the sea | B |
Rolls on with a superb indifference | B3 |
For ever in thy deep green gracious glens | C3 |
The silver fountains sing for ever Far | D3 |
Above dim ghosts of waters in the caves | E3 |
The royal robe of morning on thy head | F3 |
Abides for ever Evermore the wind | G3 |
Is thy august companion and thy peers | H3 |
Are cloud and thunder and the face sublime | Z2 |
Of blue mid heaven On thy awful brow | V2 |
Is Deity and in that voice of thine | J |
There is the great imperial utterance | B3 |
Of God for ever and thy feet are set | I3 |
Where evermore through all the days and years | H3 |
There rolls the grand hymn of the deathless wave | J3 |
Henry Kendall
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