Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story - Part Iv. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQEIR STUVWXYZA2B2C2D2B2 NE2F2G2H2 I2 LL J2 I2 D2D2 D2 I2 D2D2K2 L2M2HN2O2D2P2C2C2C2C 2TQ2C2C2C2C2R2S2C2C2 C2C2T2D2U2D2NC2C2V2C 2C2I2W2D2EC2X2C2HC2C 2C2C2C2Y2D2Z2I2D2A3D 2C2C2C2 C2U2D2C2B3C2H C2C2D2C2C3D3E3C2C2C2 D2H2D3C2 D2F3C2 C2 N C2G3D2 D2 D2C2 D2C2D2C2C2 C2H3C2W2C2D2OD2A2C2| From his far wigwam sprang the strong North Wind | A |
| And rush'd with war cry down the steep ravines | B |
| And wrestl'd with the giants of the woods | C |
| And with his ice club beat the swelling crests | D |
| Of the deep watercourses into death | E |
| And with his chill foot froze the whirling leaves | F |
| Of dun and gold and fire in icy banks | G |
| And smote the tall reeds to the harden'd earth | H |
| And sent his whistling arrows o'er the plains | I |
| Scatt'ring the ling'ring herds and sudden paus'd | J |
| When he had frozen all the running streams | K |
| And hunted with his war cry all the things | L |
| That breath'd about the woods or roam'd the bleak | M |
| Bare prairies swelling to the mournful sky | N |
| 'White squaw ' he shouted troubl'd in his soul | O |
| 'I slew the dead wrestl'd with naked chiefs | P |
| 'Unplum'd before scalped of their leafy plumes | Q |
| 'I bound sick rivers in cold thongs of death | E |
| 'And shot my arrows over swooning plains | I |
| 'Bright with the Paint of death and lean and bare | R |
| 'And all the braves of my loud tribe will mock | S |
| 'And point at me when our great chief the Sun | T |
| 'Relights his Council fire in the moon | U |
| 'Of Budding Leaves ' 'Ugh ugh he is a brave | V |
| 'He fights with squaws and takes the scalps of babes | W |
| 'And the least wind will blow his calumet | X |
| 'Fill'd with the breath of smallest flow'rs across | Y |
| 'The warpaint on my face and pointing with | Z |
| 'His small bright pipe that never moved a spear | A2 |
| 'Of bearded rice cry 'Ugh he slays the dead ' | B2 |
| 'O my white squaw come from thy wigwam grey | C2 |
| 'Spread thy white blanket on the twice slain dead | D2 |
| 'And hide them ere the waking of the Sun ' | B2 |
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| High grew the snow beneath the low hung sky | N |
| And all was silent in the Wilderness | E2 |
| In trance of stillness Nature heard her God | F2 |
| Rebuilding her spent fires and veil'd her face | G2 |
| While the Great Worker brooded o'er His work | H2 |
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| 'Bite deep and wide O Axe the tree | I2 |
| What doth thy bold voice promise me ' | - |
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| 'I promise thee all joyous things | L |
| That furnish forth the lives of kings | L |
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| 'For ev'ry silver ringing blow | J2 |
| Cities and palaces shall grow ' | - |
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| 'Bite deep and wide O Axe the tree | I2 |
| Tell wider prophecies to me ' | - |
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| 'When rust hath gnaw'd me deep and red | D2 |
| A nation strong shall lift his head | D2 |
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| 'His crown the very Heav'ns shall smite | D2 |
| Aeons shall build him in his might ' | - |
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| 'Bite deep and wide O Axe the tree | I2 |
| Bright Seer help on thy prophecy ' | - |
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| Max smote the snow weigh'd tree and lightly laugh'd | D2 |
| 'See friend ' he cried to one that look'd and smil'd | D2 |
| 'My axe and I we do immortal tasks | K2 |
| We build up nations this my axe and I ' | - |
| 'O ' said the other with a cold short smile | L2 |
| 'Nations are not immortal is there now | M2 |
| 'One nation thron'd upon the sphere of earth | H |
| 'That walk'd with the first Gods and saw | N2 |
| 'The budding world unfold its slow leav'd flow'r | O2 |
| 'Nay it is hardly theirs to leave behind | D2 |
| 'Ruins so eloquent that the hoary sage | P2 |
| 'Can lay his hand upon their stones and say | C2 |
| ''These once were thrones ' The lean lank lion peals | C2 |
| 'His midnight thunders over lone red plains | C2 |
| 'Long ridg'd and crested on their dusty waves | C2 |
| 'With fires from moons red hearted as the sun | T |
| 'And deep re thunders all the earth to him | Q2 |
| 'For far beneath the flame fleck'd shifting sands | C2 |
| 'Below the roots of palms and under stones | C2 |
| 'Of younger ruins thrones tow'rs and cities | C2 |
| 'Honeycomb the earth The high solemn walls | C2 |
| 'Of hoary ruins their foundings all unknown | R2 |
| ' But to the round ey'd worlds that walk | S2 |
| 'In the blank paths of Space and blanker Chance | C2 |
| 'At whose stones young mountains wonder and the seas' | C2 |
| 'New silv'ring deep set valleys pause and gaze | C2 |
| 'Are rear'd upon old shrines whose very Gods | C2 |
| 'Were dreams to the shrine builders of a time | T2 |
| 'They caught in far off flashes as the child | D2 |
| 'Half thinks he can remember how one came | U2 |
| 'And took him in her hand and shew'd him that | D2 |
| 'He thinks she call'd the sun Proud ships rear high | N |
| 'On ancient billows that have torn the roots | C2 |
| 'Of cliffs and bitten at the golden lips | C2 |
| 'Of firm sleek beaches till they conquer'd all | V2 |
| 'And sow'd the reeling earth with salted waves | C2 |
| 'Wrecks plunge prow foremost down still solemn slopes | C2 |
| 'And bring their dead crews to as dead a quay | I2 |
| 'Some city built before that ocean grew | W2 |
| 'By silver drops from many a floating cloud | D2 |
| 'By icebergs bellowing in their throes of death | E |
| 'By lesser seas toss'd from their rocking cups | C2 |
| 'And leaping each to each by dew drops flung | X2 |
| 'From painted sprays whose weird leaves and flow'rs | C2 |
| 'Are moulded for new dwellers on the earth | H |
| 'Printed in hearts of mountains and of mines | C2 |
| 'Nations immortal where the well trimm'd lamps | C2 |
| 'Of long past ages when Time seem'd to pause | C2 |
| 'On smooth dust blotted graves that like the tombs | C2 |
| 'Of monarchs held dead bones and sparkling gems | C2 |
| 'She saw no glimmer on the hideous ring | Y2 |
| 'Of the black clouds no stream of sharp clear light | D2 |
| 'From those great torches pass'd into the black | Z2 |
| 'Of deep oblivion She seem'd to watch but she | I2 |
| 'Forgot her long dead nations When she stirr'd | D2 |
| 'Her vast limbs in the dawn that forc'd its fire | A3 |
| 'Up the black East and saw the imperious red | D2 |
| 'Burst over virgin dews and budding flow'rs | C2 |
| 'She still forgot her molder'd thrones and kings | C2 |
| 'Her sages and their torches and their Gods | C2 |
| 'And said 'This is my birth my primal day ' | - |
| 'She dream'd new Gods and rear'd them other shrines | C2 |
| 'Planted young nations smote a feeble flame | U2 |
| 'From sunless flint re lit the torch of mind | D2 |
| 'Again she hung her cities on the hills | C2 |
| 'Built her rich towers crown'd her kings again | B3 |
| 'And with the sunlight on her awful wings | C2 |
| 'Swept round the flow'ry cestus of the earth | H |
| 'And said 'I build for Immortality ' | - |
| 'Her vast hand rear'd her tow'rs her shrines her thrones | C2 |
| 'The ceaseless sweep of her tremendous wings | C2 |
| 'Still beat them down and swept their dust abroad | D2 |
| 'Her iron finger wrote on mountain sides | C2 |
| 'Her deeds and prowess and her own soft plume | C3 |
| 'Wore down the hills Again drew darkly on | D3 |
| 'A night of deep forgetfulness once more | E3 |
| 'Time seem'd to pause upon forgotten graves | C2 |
| 'Once more a young dawn stole into her eyes | C2 |
| 'Again her broad wings stirr'd and fresh clear airs | C2 |
| 'Blew the great clouds apart again Time said | D2 |
| ''This is my birth my deeds and handiwork | H2 |
| ''Shall be immortal ' Thus and so dream on | D3 |
| 'Fool'd nations and thus dream their dullard sons | C2 |
| 'Naught is immortal save immortal Death ' | - |
| Max paus'd and smil'd 'O preach such gospel friend | D2 |
| 'To all but lovers who most truly love | F3 |
| 'For them their gold wrought scripture glibly reads | C2 |
| 'All else is mortal but immortal Love ' | - |
| 'Fools fools ' his friend said 'most immortal fools | C2 |
| 'But pardon pardon for perchance you love ' | - |
| 'Yes ' said Max proudly smiling 'thus do I | N |
| 'Possess the world and feel eternity ' | - |
| Dark laughter blacken'd in the other's eyes | C2 |
| 'Eternity why did such Iris arch | G3 |
| 'Ent'ring our worm bored planet never liv'd | D2 |
| 'One woman true enough such tryst to keep ' | - |
| 'I'd swear by Kate ' said Max 'and then I had | D2 |
| 'A mother and my father swore by her ' | - |
| 'By Kate Ah that were lusty oath indeed | D2 |
| 'Some other man will look into her eyes | C2 |
| 'And swear me roundly 'By true Catherine ' | - |
| 'And Troilus swore by Cressed so they say ' | - |
| 'You never knew my Kate ' said Max and pois'd | D2 |
| His axe again on high 'But let it pass | C2 |
| 'You are too subtle for me argument | D2 |
| 'Have I none to oppose yours with but this | C2 |
| 'Get you a Kate and let her sunny eyes | C2 |
| 'Dispel the doubting darkness in your soul ' | - |
| 'And have not I a Kate pause friend and see | C2 |
| 'She gave me this faint shadow of herself | H3 |
| 'The day I slipp'd the watch star of our loves | C2 |
| 'A ring upon her hand she loves me too | W2 |
| 'Yet tho' her eyes be suns no Gods are they | C2 |
| 'To give me worlds or make me feel a tide | D2 |
| 'Of strong Eternity set towards my soul | O |
| 'And tho' she loves me yet am I content | D2 |
| 'To know she loves me by the hour the year | A2 |
| 'Perchance the second as | C2 |
Isabella Valancy Crawford
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