Bayard Taylor Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCCDEFFBBGGHII AJKKJLMMLNOOPQR ASTTTUVWUXYZA2B2B2| I | A |
| 'And where now Bayard will thy footsteps tend ' | B |
| My sister asked our guest one winter's day | C |
| Smiling he answered in the Friends' sweet way | C |
| Common to both 'Wherever thou shall send | D |
| What wouldst thou have me see for thee ' She laughed | E |
| Her dark eyes dancing in the wood fire's glow | F |
| 'Loffoden isles the Kilpis and the low | F |
| Unsetting sun on Finmark's fishing craft ' | B |
| 'All these and more I soon shall see for thee ' | B |
| He answered cheerily and he kept his pledge | G |
| On Lapland snows the North Cape's windy wedge | G |
| And Tromso freezing in its winter sea | H |
| He went and came But no man knows the track | I |
| Of his last journey and he comes not back | I |
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| II | A |
| He brought us wonders of the new and old | J |
| We shared all climes with him The Arab's tent | K |
| To him its story telling secret lent | K |
| And pleased we listened to the tales he told | J |
| His task beguiled with songs that shall endure | L |
| In manly honest thoroughness he wrought | M |
| From humble home lays to the heights of thought | M |
| Slowly he climbed but every step was sure | L |
| How with the generous pride that friendship hath | N |
| We who so loved him saw at last the crown | O |
| Of civic honor on his brows pressed down | O |
| Rejoiced and knew not that the gift was death | P |
| And now for him whose praise in deafened ears | Q |
| Two nations speak we answer but with tears | R |
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| III | A |
| O Vale of Chester trod by him so oft | S |
| Green as thy June turf keep his memory Let | T |
| Nor wood nor dell nor storied stream forget | T |
| Nor winds that blow round lonely Cedarcroft | T |
| Let the home voices greet him in the far | U |
| Strange land that holds him let the messages | V |
| Of love pursue him o'er the chartless seas | W |
| And unmapped vastness of his unknown star | U |
| Love's language heard beyond the loud discourse | X |
| Of perishable fame in every sphere | Y |
| Itself interprets and its utterance here | Z |
| Somewhere in God's unfolding universe | A2 |
| Shall reach our traveller softening the surprise | B2 |
| Of his rapt gaze on unfamiliar skies | B2 |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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