Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story: Part I Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Max plac'd a ring on little Katie's hand	A
A silver ring that he had beaten out	B
From that same sacred coin first well priz'd wage	C
For boyish labour kept thro' many years	D
See Kate he said I had no skill to shape	E
Two hearts fast bound together so I grav'd	B
Just K and M for Katie and for Max	F
But look you've run the lines in such a way	G
That M is part of K and K of M	H
Said Katie smiling Did you mean it thus	I
I like it better than the double hearts	J
Well well he said but womankind is wise	K
Yet tell me dear will such a prophecy	L
Not hurt you sometimes when I am away	G
Will you not seek keen ey'd for some small break	M
In those deep lines to part the K and M	H
For you Nay Kate look down amid the globes	N
Of those large lilies that our light canoe	O
Divides and see within the polish'd pool	P
That small rose face of yours so dear so fair	Q
A seed of love to cleave into a rock	R
And bourgeon thence until the granite splits	S
Before its subtle strength I being gone	T
Poor soldier of the axe to bloodless fields	U
Inglorious battles whether lost or won	V
That sixteen summer'd heart of yours may say	G
'I but was budding and I did not know	W
My core was crimson and my perfume sweet	B
I did not know how choice a thing I am	X
I had not seen the sun and blind I sway'd	B
To a strong wind and thought because I sway'd	B
'Twas to the wooer of the perfect rose	Y
That strong wild wind has swept beyond my ken	Z
The breeze I love sighs thro' my ruddy leaves	A2
O words said Katie blushing only words	B2
You build them up that I may push them down	C2
If hearts are flow'rs I know that flow'rs can root	B
Bud blossom die all in the same lov'd soil	D2
They do so in my garden I have made	B
Your heart my garden If I am a bud	B
And only feel unfoldment feebly stir	E2
Within my leaves wait patiently some June	F2
I'll blush a full blown rose and queen it dear	G2
In your lov'd garden Tho' I be a bud	B
My roots strike deep and torn from that dear soil	D2
Would shriek like mandrakes those witch things I read	B
Of in your quaint old books Are you content	B
Yes crescent wise but not to round full moon	F2
Look at yon hill that rounds so gently up	H2
From the wide lake a lover king it looks	I2
In cloth of gold gone from his bride and queen	J2
And yet delayed because her silver locks	K2
Catch in his gilded fringes his shoulders sweep	L2
Into blue distance and his gracious crest	B
Not held too high is plum'd with maple groves	M2
One of your father's farms A mighty man	N2
Self hewn from rock remaining rock through all	O2
He loves me Max said Katie Yes I know	W
A rock is cup to many a crystal spring	P2
Well he is rich those misty peak roof'd barns	Q2
Leviathans rising from red seas of grain	R2
Are full of ingots shaped like grains of wheat	B
His flocks have golden fleeces and his herds	B2
Have monarchs worshipful as was the calf	S2
Aaron call'd from the furnace and his ploughs	T2
Like Genii chained snort o'er his mighty fields	U
He has a voice in Council and in Church	U2
He work'd for all said Katie somewhat pain'd	B
Aye so dear love he did I heard him tell	V2
How the first field upon his farm was ploughed	B
He and his brother Reuben stalwart lads	W2
Yok'd themselves side by side to the new plough	X2
Their weaker father in the grey of life	Y2
But rather the wan age of poverty	L
Than many winters in large gnarl'd hands	Z2
The plunging handles held with mighty strains	A3
They drew the ripping beak through knotted sod	B
Thro' tortuous lanes of blacken'd smoking stumps	B3
And past great flaming brush heaps sending out	B
Fierce summers beating on their swollen brows	T2
O such a battle had we heard of serfs	C3
Driven to like hot conflict with the soil	D2
Armies had march'd and navies swiftly sail'd	B
To burst their gyves But here's the little point	B
The polish'd di'mond pivot on which spins	D3
The wheel of Difference they OWN'D the rugged soil	D2
And fought for love dear love of wealth and pow'r	E3
And honest ease and fair esteem of men	Z
One's blood heats at it Yet you said such fields	U
Were all inglorious Katie wondering said	B
Inglorious yes they make no promises	F3
Of Star or Garter or the thundering guns	G3
That tell the earth her warriors are dead	B
Inglorious aye the battle done and won	V
Means not a throne propp'd up with bleaching bones	H3
A country sav'd with smoking seas of blood	B
A flag torn from the foe with wounds and death	I3
Or Commerce with her housewife foot upon	J3
Colossal bridge of slaughter'd savages	F3
The Cross laid on her brawny shoulder and	B
In one sly mighty hand her reeking sword	B
And in the other all the woven cheats	K3
From her dishonest looms Nay none of these	L3
It means four walls perhaps a lowly roof	M3
Kine in a peaceful posture modest fields	U
A man and woman standing hand in hand	B
In hale old age who looking o'er the land	B
Say 'Thank the Lord it all is mine and thine '	N3
It means to such thew'd warriors of the Axe	F
As your own father well it means sweet Kate	B
Outspreading circles of increasing gold	B
A name of weight one little daughter heir	Q
Who must not wed the owner of an axe	F
Who owns naught else but some dim dusky woods	O3
In a far land two arms indifferent strong	P3
And Katie's heart said Katie with a smile	Q3
For yet she stood on that smooth violet plain	R2
Where nothing shades the sun nor quite believed	B
Those blue peaks closing in were aught but mist	B
Which the gay sun could scatter with a glance	R3
For Max he late had touch'd their stones but yet	B
He saw them seam'd with gold and precious ores	S3
Rich with hill flow'rs and musical with rills	S3
Or that same bud that will be Katie's heart	B
Against the time your deep dim woods are clear'd	B
And I have wrought my father to relent	B
How will you move him sweet why he will rage	C
And fume and anger striding o'er his fields	S3
Until the last bought king of herds lets down	C2
His lordly front and rumbling thunder from	T3
His polish'd chest returns his chiding tones	S3
How will you move him Katie tell me how	X2
I'll kiss him and keep still that way is sure	U3
Said Katie smiling I have often tried	B
God speed the kiss said Max and Katie sigh'd	B
With pray'rful palms close seal'd God speed the axe	S3
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O light canoe where dost thou glide	B
Below thee gleams no silver'd tide	B
But concave heaven's chiefest pride	B
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Above thee burns Eve's rosy bar	E3
Below thee throbs her darling star	E3
Deep 'neath thy keel her round worlds are	E3
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Above below O sweet surprise	S3
To gladden happy lover's eyes	S3
No earth no wave all jewell'd sides	S3
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Isabella Valancy Crawford

Malcolm's Katie: A Love Story: Part I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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