Oliver Basselin Poem Rhyme Scheme

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In the Valley of the Vire	A
Still is seen an ancient mill	B
With its gables quaint and queer	A
And beneath the window sill	B
On the stone	C
These words alone	C
Oliver Basselin lived here	A
	-
Far above it on the steep	D
Ruined stands the old Chateau	E
Nothing but the donjon keep	D
Left for shelter or for show	E
Its vacant eyes	F
Stare at the skies	F
Stare at the valley green and deep	D
	-
Once a convent old and brown	G
Looked but ah it looks no more	A
From the neighboring hillside down	G
On the rushing and the roar	A
Of the stream	H
Whose sunny gleam	H
Cheers the little Norman town	G
	-
In that darksome mill of stone	C
To the water's dash and din	I
Careless humble and unknown	C
Sang the poet Basselin	C
Songs that fill	B
That ancient mill	B
With a splendor of its own	C
	-
Never feeling of unrest	J
Broke the pleasant dream he dreamed	K
Only made to be his nest	J
All the lovely valley seemed	K
No desire	A
Of soaring higher	A
Stirred or fluttered in his breast	J
	-
True his songs were not divine	C
Were not songs of that high art	L
Which as winds do in the pine	C
Find an answer in each heart	L
But the mirth	M
Of this green earth	M
Laughed and revelled in his line	C
	-
From the alehouse and the inn	C
Opening on the narrow street	N
Came the loud convivial din	C
Singing and applause of feet	N
The laughing lays	O
That in those days	O
Sang the poet Basselin	C
	-
In the castle cased in steel	P
Knights who fought at Agincourt	Q
Watched and waited spur on heel	P
But the poet sang for sport	Q
Songs that rang	R
Another clang	R
Songs that lowlier hearts could feel	P
	-
In the convent clad in gray	A
Sat the monks in lonely cells	S
Paced the cloisters knelt to pray	A
And the poet heard their bells	S
But his rhymes	T
Found other chimes	T
Nearer to the earth than they	A
	-
Gone are all the barons bold	U
Gone are all the knights and squires	V
Gone the abbot stern and cold	U
And the brotherhood of friars	V
Not a name	W
Remains to fame	W
From those mouldering days of old	U
	-
But the poet's memory here	A
Of the landscape makes a part	L
Like the river swift and clear	A
Flows his song through many a heart	L
Haunting still	B
That ancient mill	B
In the Valley of the Vire	A

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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