Afternoon At A Parsonage Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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| Preface | B |
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| What wonder man should fail to stay | C |
| A nursling wafted from above | D |
| The growth celestial come astray | C |
| That tender growth whose name is Love | D |
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| It is as if high winds in heaven | A |
| Had shaken the celestial trees | E |
| And to this earth below had given | A |
| Some feathered seeds from one of these | E |
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| O perfect love that 'dureth long | F |
| Dear growth that shaded by the palms | G |
| And breathed on by the angel's song | F |
| Blooms on in heaven's eternal calms | G |
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| How great the task to guard thee here | H |
| Where wind is rough and frost is keen | I |
| And all the ground with doubt and fear | J |
| Is checkered birth and death between | I |
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| Space is against thee it can part | K |
| Time is against thee it can chill | L |
| Words they but render half the heart | K |
| Deeds they are poor to our rich will | L |
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| Merton Though she had loved me I had never bound | M |
| Her beauty to my darkness that had been | N |
| Too hard for her Sadder to look so near | J |
| Into a face all shadow than to stand | O |
| Aloof and then withdraw and afterwards | P |
| Suffer forgetfulness to comfort her | Q |
| I think so and I loved her therefore I | R |
| Have no complaint albeit she is not mine | S |
| And yet and yet withdrawing I would fain | T |
| She would have pleaded duty would have said | U |
| My father wills it would have turned away | C |
| As lingering or unwillingly for then | V |
| She would have done no damage to the past | W |
| Now she has roughly used it flung it down | X |
| And brushed its bloom away If she had said | U |
| Sir I have promised therefore lo my hand | O |
| Would I have taken it Ah no by all | Y |
| Most sacred no | Z |
| I would for my sole share | A2 |
| Have taken first her recollected blush | B2 |
| The day I won her next her shining tears | C2 |
| The tears of our long parting and for all | Y |
| The rest her cry her bitter heart sick cry | R |
| That day or night I know not which it was | D2 |
| The days being always night that darkest night | E2 |
| When being led to her I heard her cry | R |
| O blind blind blind | F2 |
| Go with thy chosen mate | G2 |
| The fashion of thy going nearly cured | H2 |
| The sorrow of it I am yet so weak | I2 |
| That half my thoughts go after thee but not | J2 |
| So weak that I desire to have it so | Z |
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| JESSIE seated at the piano sings | K2 |
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| When the dimpled water slippeth | L2 |
| Full of laughter on its way | C |
| And her wing the wagtail dippeth | L2 |
| Running by the brink at play | C |
| When the poplar leaves atremble | C |
| Turn their edges to the light | E2 |
| And the far up clouds resemble | C |
| Veils of gauze most clear and white | E2 |
| And the sunbeams fall and flatter | Q |
| Woodland moss and branches brown | X |
| And the glossy finches chatter | Q |
| Up and down up and down | X |
| Though the heart be not attending | M2 |
| Having music of her own | N2 |
| On the grass through meadows wending | M2 |
| It is sweet to walk alone | N2 |
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| When the falling waters utter | Q |
| Something mournful on their way | C |
| And departing swallows flutter | Q |
| Taking leave of bank and brae | C |
| When the chaffinch idly sitteth | L2 |
| With her mate upon the sheaves | O2 |
| And the wistful robin flitteth | L2 |
| Over beds of yellow leaves | O2 |
| When the clouds like ghosts that ponder | Q |
| Evil fate float by and frown | X |
| And the listless wind doth wander | Q |
| Up and down up and down | X |
| Though the heart be not attending | M2 |
| Having sorrows of her own | N2 |
| Through the fields and fallows wending | M2 |
| It is sad to walk alone | N2 |
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| Merton Blind blind blind | F2 |
| Oh sitting in the dark for evermore | P2 |
| And doing nothing putting out a hand | O |
| To feel what lies about me and to say | C |
| Not This is blue or red but This is cold | Q2 |
| And this the sun is shining on and this | R2 |
| I know not till they tell its name to me | S2 |
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| O that I might behold once more my God | T2 |
| The shining rulers of the night and day | C |
| Or a star twinkling or an almond tree | S2 |
| Pink with her blossom and alive with bees | E |
| Standing against the azure O my sight | E2 |
| Lost and yet living in the sunlit cells | U2 |
| Of memory that only lightsome place | V2 |
| Where lingers yet the dayspring of my youth | L2 |
| The years of mourning for thy death are long | F |
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| Be kind sweet memory O desert me not | J2 |
| For oft thou show'st me lucent opal seas | E |
| Fringed with their cocoa palms and dwarf red crags | E |
| Whereon the placid moon doth rest her chin | N |
| For oft by favor of thy visitings | E |
| I feel the dimness of an Indian night | E2 |
| And lo the sun is coming Red as rust | W2 |
| Between the latticed blind his presence burns | E |
| A ruby ladder running up the wall | C |
| And all the dust printed with pigeons' feet | X2 |
| Is reddened and the crows that stalk anear | S2 |
| Begin to trail for heat their glossy wings | E |
| And the red flowers give back at once the dew | Y2 |
| For night is gone and day is born so fast | W |
| And is so strong that huddled as in flight | E2 |
| The fleeting darkness paleth to a shade | Z2 |
| And while she calls to sleep and dreams Come on | A3 |
| Suddenly waked the sleepers rub their eyes | E |
| Which having opened lo she is no more | S2 |
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| O misery and mourning I have felt | B3 |
| Yes I have felt like some deserted world | C3 |
| That God had done with and had cast aside | D3 |
| To rock and stagger through the gulfs of space | E |
| He never looking on it any more | S2 |
| Untilled no use no pleasure not desired | E3 |
| Nor lighted on by angels in their flight | E2 |
| From heaven to happier planets and the race | E |
| That once had dwelt on it withdrawn or dead | U |
| Could such a world have hope that some blest day | C |
| God would remember her and fashion her | S2 |
| Anew | Y2 |
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| Jessie What dearest Did you speak to me | S2 |
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| Child I think he spoke to us | E |
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| M No little elves | E |
| You were so quiet that I half forgot | J2 |
| Your neighborhood What are you doing there | S2 |
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| J They sit together on the window mat | F3 |
| Nursing their dolls | E |
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| C Yes Uncle our new dolls | E |
| Our best dolls that you gave us | E |
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| M Did you say | C |
| The afternoon was bright | E2 |
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| J Yes bright indeed | G3 |
| The sun is on the plane tree and it flames | E |
| All red and orange | H3 |
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| C I can see my father | S2 |
| Look look the leaves are falling on his gown | X |
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| M Where | S2 |
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| C In the churchyard Uncle he is gone | I3 |
| He passed behind the tower | S2 |
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| M I heard a bell | C |
| There is a funeral then behind the church | J3 |
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| d Child Are the trees sorry when their leaves drop off | K3 |
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| st Child You talk such silly words no not at all | C |
| There goes another leaf | L3 |
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| d Child I did not see | S2 |
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| st Child Look on the grass between the little hills | E |
| Just where they planted Amy | S2 |
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| J Amy died | D3 |
| Dear little Amy when you talk of her | S2 |
| Say she is gone to heaven | A |
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| d Child They planted her | S2 |
| Will she come up next year | S2 |
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| st Child No not so soon | M3 |
| But some day God will call her to come up | N3 |
| And then she will Papa knows everything | M2 |
| He said she would before he planted her | S2 |
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| d Child It was at night she went to heaven Last night | E2 |
| We saw a star before we went to bed | U |
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| st Child Yes Uncle did you know A large bright star | S2 |
| And at her side she had some little ones | E |
| Some young ones | E |
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| M Young ones no my little maid | Z2 |
| Those stars are very old | Q2 |
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| st Child What all of them | O3 |
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| M Yes | E |
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| st Child Older than our father | S2 |
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| M Older far | S2 |
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| d Child They must be tired of shining there so long | F |
| Perhaps they wish they might come down | X |
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| J Perhaps | E |
| Dear children talk of what you understand | O |
| Come I must lift the trailing creepers up | N3 |
| That last night's wind has loosened | P3 |
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| st Child May we help | Q3 |
| Aunt may we help to nail them | O3 |
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| J We shall see | S2 |
| Go find and bring the hammer and some shreds | E |
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| Steps outside the window lifts a branch and sings | E |
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| Should I change my allegiance for rancor | S2 |
| If fortune changes her side | D3 |
| Or should I like a vessel at anchor | S2 |
| Turn with the turn of the tide | D3 |
| Lift O lift thou lowering sky | R |
| An thou wilt thy gloom forego | Z |
| An thou wilt not he and I | R |
| Need not part for drifts of snow | Z |
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| M within Lift no thou lowering sky thou wilt not lift | R3 |
| Thy motto readeth Never | S2 |
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| Children Here they are | S2 |
| Here are the nails and may we help | Q3 |
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| J You shall | C |
| If I should want help | Q3 |
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| st Child Will you want it then | V |
| Please want it we like nailing | M2 |
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| d Child Yes we do | Y2 |
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| J It seems I ought to want it hold the bough | S3 |
| And each may nail in turn | T3 |
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| Sings | E |
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| Like a daisy I was near him growing | M2 |
| Must I move because favors flag | U3 |
| And be like a brown wall flower blowing | M2 |
| Far out of reach in a crag | M2 |
| Lift O lift thou lowering sky | M2 |
| An thou canst thy blue regain | T |
| An thou canst not he and I | M2 |
| Need not part for drops of rain | T |
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| st Child Now have we nailed enough | V3 |
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| J trains the creepers Yes you may go | M2 |
| But do not play too near the churchyard path | L2 |
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| M within Even misfortune does not strike so near | S2 |
| As my dependence O in youth and strength | L2 |
| To sit a timid coward in the dark | M2 |
| And feel before I set a cautious step | W3 |
| It is so very dark so far more dark | M2 |
| Than any night that day comes after night | E2 |
| In which there would be stars or else at least | X3 |
| The silvered portion of a sombre cloud | Y3 |
| Through which the moon is plunging | M2 |
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| J entering Merton | A |
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| M Yes | E |
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| J Dear Merton did you know that I could hear | S2 |
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| M No e'en my solitude is not mine now | S3 |
| And if I be alone is ofttimes doubt | Z3 |
| Alas far more than eyesight have I lost | A4 |
| For manly courage drifteth after it | B4 |
| E'en as a splintered spar would drift away | C |
| From some dismasted wreck Hear I complain | T |
| Like a weak ailing woman I complain | T |
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| J For the first time | C4 |
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| M I cannot bear the dark | M2 |
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| J My brother you do bear it bear it well | C |
| Have borne it twelve long months and not complained | D4 |
| Comfort your heart with music all the air | S2 |
| Is warm with sunbeams where the organ stands | E |
| You like to feel them on you Come and play | C |
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| M My fate my fate is lonely | S2 |
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| J So it is | E |
| I know it is | E |
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| M And pity breaks my heart | K |
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| J Does it dear Merton | A |
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| M Yes I say it does | E |
| What do you think I am so dull of ear | S2 |
| That I can mark no changes in the tones | E |
| That reach me Once I liked not girlish pride | D3 |
| And that coy quiet chary of reply | M2 |
| That held me distant now the sweetest lips | E |
| Open to entertain me fairest hands | E |
| Are proffered me to guide | D3 |
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| J That is not well | C |
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| M No give me coldness pride or still disdain | T |
| Gentle withdrawal Give me anything | M2 |
| But this a fearless sweet confiding ease | E |
| Whereof I may expect I may exact | E4 |
| Considerate care and have it gentle speech | F4 |
| And have it Give me anything but this | E |
| For they who give it give it in the faith | L2 |
| That I will not misdeem them and forget | G4 |
| My doom so far as to perceive thereby | M2 |
| Hope of a wife They make this thought too plain | T |
| They wound me O they cut me to the heart | K |
| When have I said to any one of them | O3 |
| I am a blind and desolate man come here | S2 |
| I pray you be as eyes to me When said | U |
| Even to her whose pitying voice is sweet | X2 |
| To my dark ruined heart as must be hands | E |
| That clasp a lifelong captive's through the grate | G2 |
| And who will ever lend her delicate aid | Z2 |
| To guide me dark encumbrance that I am | H4 |
| When have I said to her Comforting voice | E |
| Belonging to a face unknown I pray | C |
| Be my wife's voice | E |
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| J Never my brother no | M2 |
| You never have | I4 |
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| M What could she think of me | S2 |
| If I forgot myself so far or what | J4 |
| Could she reply | M2 |
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| J You ask not as men ask | M2 |
| Who care for an opinion else perhaps | E |
| Although I am not sure although perhaps | E |
| I have no right to give one I should say | C |
| She would reply I will | C |
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| Afterthought | J2 |
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| Man dwells apart though not alone | N2 |
| He walks among his peers unread | U |
| The best of thoughts which he hath known | N2 |
| For lack of listeners are not said | U |
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| Yet dreaming on earth's clustered isles | E |
| He saith They dwell not lone like men | V |
| Forgetful that their sunflecked smiles | E |
| Flash far beyond each other's ken | V |
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| He looks on God's eternal suns | E |
| That sprinkle the celestial blue | Y2 |
| And saith Ah happy shining ones | E |
| I would that men were grouped like you | Y2 |
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| Yet this is sure the loveliest star | S2 |
| That clustered with its peers we see | S2 |
| Only because from us so far | S2 |
| Doth near its fellows seem to be | S2 |
Jean Ingelow
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