A Country Pathway Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHIH JEJK ELEL MNMN OHOH EPEP QEQE RSRS TUT VWXW YZYZ A2B2A2B2 C2D2UD2 EPEP GFGF E2F2E2F2 G2H2I2H2 GJ2GJ2 CK2CK2 GL2GL2 M2GM2G N2O2P2O2 ECEC

I come upon it suddenly aloneA
A little pathway winding in the weedsB
That fringe the roadside and with dreams my ownA
I wander as it leadsB
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Full wistfully along the slender wayC
Through summer tan of freckled shade and shineD
I take the path that leads me as it mayC
Its every choice is mineD
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A chipmunk or a sudden whirring quailE
Is startled by my step as on I fareF
A garter snake across the dusty trailE
Glances and is not thereF
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Above the arching jimson weeds flare twosG
And twos of sallow yellow butterfliesH
Like blooms of lorn primroses blowing looseI
When autumn winds ariseH
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The trail dips dwindles broadens then and liftsJ
Itself astride a cross road dubiouslyE
And from the fennel marge beyond it driftsJ
Still onward beckoning meK
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And though it needs must lure me mile on mileE
Out of the public highway still I goL
My thoughts far in advance in Indian fileE
Allure me even soL
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Why I am as a long lost boy that wentM
At dusk to bring the cattle to the barsN
And was not found again though Heaven lentM
His mother all the starsN
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With which to seek him through that awful nightO
O years of nights as vain Stars never riseH
But well might miss their glitter in the lightO
Of tears in mother eyesH
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So on with quickened breaths I follow stillE
My avant courier must be obeyedP
Thus am I led and thus the path at willE
Invites me to invadeP
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A meadow's precincts where my daring guideQ
Clambers the steps of an old fashioned stileE
And stumbles down again the other sideQ
To gambol there a whileE
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In pranks of hide and seek as on aheadR
I see it running while the clover stalksS
Shake rosy fists at me as though they saidR
'You dog our country walksS
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'And mutilate us with your walking stickT
We will not suffer tamely what you doU
And warn you at your peril for we'll sickT
Our bumblebees on you '-
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But I smile back in airy nonchalanceV
The more determined on my wayward questW
As some bright memory a moment dawnsX
A morning in my breastW
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Sending a thrill that hurries me alongY
In faulty similes of childish skipsZ
Enthused with lithe contortions of a songY
Performing on my lipsZ
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In wild meanderings o'er pasture wealthA2
Erratic wanderings through dead'ning landsB2
Where sly old brambles plucking me by stealthA2
Put berries in my handsB2
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Or the path climbs a boulder wades a sloughC2
Or rollicking through buttercups and flagsD2
Goes gaily dancing o'er a deep bayouU
On old tree trunks and snagsD2
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Or at the creek leads o'er a limpid poolE
Upon a bridge the stream itself has madeP
With some Spring freshet for the mighty toolE
That its foundation laidP
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I pause a moment here to bend and museG
With dreamy eyes on my reflection whereF
A boat backed bug drifts on a helpless cruiseG
Or wildly oars the airF
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As dimly seen the pirate of the brookE2
The pike whose jaunty hulk denotes his speedF2
Swings pivoting about with wary lookE2
Of low and cunning greedF2
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Till filled with other thought I turn againG2
To where the pathway enters in a realmH2
Of lordly woodland under sovereign reignI2
Of towering oak and elmH2
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A puritanic quiet here revilesG
The almost whispered warble from the hedgeJ2
And takes a locust's rasping voice and filesG
The silence to an edgeJ2
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In such a solitude my somber wayC
Strays like a misanthrope within a gloomK2
Of his own shadows till the perfect dayC
Bursts into sudden bloomK2
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And crowns a long declining stretch of spaceG
Where King Corn's armies lie with flags unfurledL2
And where the valley's dint in Nature's faceG
Dimples a smiling worldL2
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And lo through mists that may not be dispelledM2
I see an old farm homestead as in dreamsG
Where like a gem in costly setting heldM2
The old log cabin gleamsG
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O darling Pathway lead me bravely onN2
Adown your valley way and run beforeO2
Among the roses crowding up the lawnP2
And thronging at the doorO2
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And carry up the echo there that shallE
Arouse the drowsy dog that he may bayC
The household out to greet the prodigalE
That wanders home to dayC

James Whitcomb Riley



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