The Tossing Mountains Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDEEFFGGHIJJKKLL MMNNOOPPBBQQGGRRSSMM IHTT| They were like dreams that in a drowsy hour | A |
| A sad old God had dreamed in loneliness of power | A |
| They were like dreams that in his drowsy mind | B |
| Rose slowly and then darkening made him wise and blind | B |
| So that he saw no more the level sun | C |
| Nor the small solid shadow of unclouded noon | D |
| The dark green heights rose slowly from the green | E |
| Of the dark water till the sky was narrowly seen | E |
| Only at night the lifting walls were still | F |
| And stars were bright and calm above each calm dark hill | F |
| I could not think but that a God grown old | G |
| Saw in a dream or waking all this round of bold | G |
| And wavelike hills and knew them but a thought | H |
| Or but a wave uptost and poised awhile then caught | I |
| Back to the sea with waves a million more | J |
| That rise and pause and break at last upon the shore | J |
| A God a God saw first those hills that I | K |
| Saw now immense upholding the starry crowded sky | K |
| His breath the mist that clung their shoulders round | L |
| His slow unconscious sigh that easeless floating sound | L |
| Ere mine his thought failed under each rough height | M |
| And then was brave seeing the stars climb calm and bright | M |
| Ere they were named he named them in his mood | N |
| Like varying children of one giant warring brood | N |
| Broad Foot Cloud Gatherer Long Back Winter Head | O |
| Bravery and Bright Face and that long Home of the Dead | O |
| And their still waters glittering in his glance | P |
| Named Buckler Silver Dish Two Eyes and Shining Lance | P |
| Names unrecorded but the circling wind | B |
| Remembers and repeats them to the listening mind | B |
| That mind was mine At Shining Lance I stared | Q |
| Between Long Back and Winter Head as the new sun bared | Q |
| The Lake and heights of shadow and the wan gold | G |
| Deepened and new warmth came into the light's sharp cold | G |
| And the near trees shivered no more but shook | R |
| Their music over Shining Lance and the excited brook | R |
| Freshened in the sun's eye and tossed his spray | S |
| High and sparkling and then sprang dancing dancing away | S |
| But Winter Head and Long Back gravely bright | M |
| Stood firm as if for ever and a day and a night | M |
| As they were more than a wave before 'tis caught | I |
| Back to the tossing tide more than a flying thought | H |
| More than a dream that an old God once dreamed | T |
| When visionary not at all visionary seemed | T |
John Freeman
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