Longfellow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF FGHHIH JKHLHM NMMKMM OMFDHF PHHQMF HKHRST UVHHSM DKHMMH HWXYSH ZWFFDB MBHMHF

In a great land a new land a land full of labourA
and riches and confusionB
Where there were many running to and fro andC
shouting and striving togetherD
In the midst of the hurry and the troubled noiseE
I heard the voice of one singingF
-
quot What are you doing there O man singingF
quietly amid all this tumultG
This is the time for new inventions mightyH
shoutings and blowings of the trumpet quotH
But he answered quot I am only shepherding myI
sheep with music quotH
-
So he went along his chosen way keeping hisJ
little flock around himK
And he paused to listen now and then besideH
the antique fountainsL
Where the faces of forgotten gods were refreshedH
with musically falling watersM
-
Or he sat for a while at the blacksmith's doorN
and heard the cling clang of the anvilsM
Or he rested beneath old steeples full of bellsM
that showered their chimes upon himK
Or he walked along the border of the seaM
drinking in the long roar of the billowsM
-
Or he sunned himself in the pine scented shipO
yard amid the tattoo of the malletsM
Or he leaned on the rail of the bridge lettingF
his thoughts flow with the whispering riverD
He hearkened also to ancient tales and madeH
them young again with his singingF
-
Then a flaming arrow of death fell on his flockP
and pierced the heart of his dearestH
Silent the music now as the shepherd enteredH
the mystical temple of sorrowQ
Long he tarried in darkness there but when heM
came out he was singingF
-
And I saw the faces of men and women andH
children silently turning toward himK
The youth setting out on the journey of life andH
the old man waiting beside the last mile stoneR
The toiler sweating beneath his load and theS
happy mother rocking her cradleT
-
The lonely sailor on far off seas and the greyU
minded scholar in his book roomV
The mill hand bound to a clacking machine andH
the hunter in the forestH
And the solitary soul hiding friendless in theS
wilderness of the cityM
-
Many human faces full of care and longing wereD
drawn irresistibly toward himK
By the charm of something known to every heartH
yet very strange and lovelyM
And at the sound of that singing wonderfullyM
all their faces were lightenedH
-
quot Why do you listen O you people to this oldH
and world worn musicW
This is not for you in the splendour of a newX
age in the democratic triumphY
Listen to the clashing cymbals the big drums theS
brazen trumpets of your poets quotH
-
But the people made no answer following inZ
their hearts the simpler musicW
For it seemed to them noise weary nothingF
could be better worth the hearingF
Than the melodies which brought sweet orderD
into life's confusionB
-
So the shepherd sang his way along until heM
came unto a mountainB
And I know not surely whether it was calledH
ParnassusM
But he climbed it out of sight and still I heardH
the voice of one singingF

Henry Van Dyke



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