Burns Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCBC DCDC EFEF GHGH ICIC JHJH KHKH JLJL MHMH NOPO DHDH QRQR SCSC THTH UOUO VHVH WXWR YCYC ZHZH A2OB2O C2HC2H D2HD2H E2YE2Y F2OF2O ZRRR G2CG2C H2CH2C HYHY G2OG2O| ON RECEIVING A SPRIG OF HEATHER IN BLOSSOM | A |
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| No more these simple flowers belong | B |
| To Scottish maid and lover | C |
| Sown in the common soil of song | B |
| They bloom the wide world over | C |
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| In smiles and tears in sun and showers | D |
| The minstrel and the heather | C |
| The deathless singer and the flowers | D |
| He sang of live together | C |
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| Wild heather bells and Robert Burns | E |
| The moorland flower and peasant | F |
| How at their mention memory turns | E |
| Her pages old and pleasant | F |
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| The gray sky wears again its gold | G |
| And purple of adorning | H |
| And manhood's noonday shadows hold | G |
| The dews of boyhood's morning | H |
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| The dews that washed the dust and soil | I |
| From off the wings of pleasure | C |
| The sky that flecked the ground of toil | I |
| With golden threads of leisure | C |
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| I call to mind the summer day | J |
| The early harvest mowing | H |
| The sky with sun and clouds at play | J |
| And flowers with breezes blowing | H |
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| I hear the blackbird in the corn | K |
| The locust in the haying | H |
| And like the fabled hunter's horn | K |
| Old tunes my heart is playing | H |
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| How oft that day with fond delay | J |
| I sought the maple's shadow | L |
| And sang with Burns the hours away | J |
| Forgetful of the meadow | L |
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| Bees hummed birds twittered overhead | M |
| I heard the squirrels leaping | H |
| The good dog listened while I read | M |
| And wagged his tail in keeping | H |
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| I watched him while in sportive mood | N |
| I read ' The Twa Dogs ' story | O |
| And half believed he understood | P |
| The poet's allegory | O |
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| Sweet day sweet songs The golden hours | D |
| Grew brighter for that singing | H |
| From brook and bird and meadow flowers | D |
| A dearer welcome bringing | H |
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| New light on home seen Nature beamed | Q |
| New glory over Woman | R |
| And daily life and duty seemed | Q |
| No longer poor and common | R |
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| I woke to find the simple truth | S |
| Of fact and feeling better | C |
| Than all the dreams that held my youth | S |
| A still repining debtor | C |
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| That Nature gives her handmaid Art | T |
| The themes of sweet discoursing | H |
| The tender idyls of the heart | T |
| In every tongue rehearsing | H |
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| Why dream of lands of gold and pearl | U |
| Of loving knight and lady | O |
| When farmer boy and barefoot girl | U |
| Were wandering there already | O |
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| I saw through all familiar things | V |
| The romance underlying | H |
| The joys and griefs that plume the wings | V |
| Of Fancy skyward flying | H |
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| I saw the same blithe day return | W |
| The same sweet fall of even | X |
| That rose on wooded Craigie burn | W |
| And sank on crystal Devon | R |
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| I matched with Scotland's heathery hills | Y |
| The sweetbrier and the clover | C |
| With Ayr and Doon my native rills | Y |
| Their wood hymns chanting over | C |
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| O'er rank and pomp as he had seen | Z |
| I saw the Man uprising | H |
| No longer common or unclean | Z |
| The child of God's baptizing | H |
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| With clearer eyes I saw the worth | A2 |
| Of life among the lowly | O |
| The Bible at his Cotter's hearth | B2 |
| Had made my own more holy | O |
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| And if at times an evil strain | C2 |
| To lawless love appealing | H |
| Broke in upon the sweet refrain | C2 |
| Of pure and healthful feeling | H |
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| It died upon the eye and ear | D2 |
| No inward answer gaining | H |
| No heart had I to see or hear | D2 |
| The discord and the staining | H |
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| Let those who never erred forget | E2 |
| His worth in vain bewailings | Y |
| Sweet Soul of Song I own my debt | E2 |
| Uncancelled by his failings | Y |
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| Lament who will the ribald line | F2 |
| Which tells his lapse from duty | O |
| How kissed the maddening lips of wine | F2 |
| Or wanton ones of beauty | O |
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| But think while falls that shade between | Z |
| The erring one and Heaven | R |
| That he who loved like Magdalen | R |
| Like her may be forgiven | R |
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| Not his the song whose thunderous chime | G2 |
| Eternal echoes render | C |
| The mournful Tuscan's haunted rhyme | G2 |
| And Milton's starry splendor | C |
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| But who his human heart has laid | H2 |
| To Nature's bosom nearer | C |
| Who sweetened toil like him or paid | H2 |
| To love a tribute dearer | C |
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| Through all his tuneful art how strong | H |
| The human feeling gushes | Y |
| The very moonlight of his song | H |
| Is warm with smiles and blushes | Y |
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| Give lettered pomp to teeth of Time | G2 |
| So 'Bonnie Doon' but tarry | O |
| Blot out the Epic's stately rhyme | G2 |
| But spare his Highland Mary | O |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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