Cobbler Keezar's Vision Poem Rhyme Scheme

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Cobbler Keezar's Vision Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The beaver cut his timber	A
With patient teeth that day	B
The minks were fish wards and the crows	C
Surveyors of highway	B
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When Keezar sat on the hillside	D
Upon his cobbler's form	E
With a pan of coals on either hand	F
To keep his waxed ends warm	E
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And there in the golden weather	A
He stitched and hammered and sung	G
In the brook he moistened his leather	A
In the pewter mug his tongue	G
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Well knew the tough old Teuton	H
Who brewed the stoutest ale	I
And he paid the goodwife's reckoning	J
In the coin of song and tale	I
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The songs they still are singing	J
Who dress the hills of vine	H
The tales that haunt the Brocken	H
And whisper down the Rhine	H
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Woodsy and wild and lonesome	K
The swift stream wound away	B
Through birches and scarlet maples	L
Flashing in foam and spray	B
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Down on the sharp horned ledges	M
Plunging in steep cascade	N
Tossing its white maned waters	O
Against the hemlock's shade	N
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Woodsy and wild and lonesome	K
East and west and north and south	P
Only the village of fishers	O
Down at the river's mouth	P
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Only here and there a clearing	J
With its farm house rude and new	H
And tree stumps swart as Indians	Q
Where the scanty harvest grew	H
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No shout of home bound reapers	Q
No vintage song he heard	R
And on the green no dancing feet	S
The merry violin stirred	R
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'Why should folk be glum ' said Keezar	H
'When Nature herself is glad	T
And the painted woods are laughing	J
At the faces so sour and sad '	-
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Small heed had the careless cobbler	H
What sorrow of heart was theirs	Q
Who travailed in pain with the births of God	U
And planted a state with prayers	Q
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Hunting of witches and warlocks	Q
Smiting the heathen horde	V
One hand on the mason's trowel	W
And one on the soldier's sword	V
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But give him his ale and cider	H
Give him his pipe and song	X
Little he cared for Church or State	Y
Or the balance of right and wrong	X
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'T is work work work ' he muttered	R
'And for rest a snuffle of psalms '	-
He smote on his leathern apron	H
With his brown and waxen palms	Q
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'Oh for the purple harvests	Q
Of the days when I was young	G
For the merry grape stained maidens	Q
And the pleasant songs they sung	G
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'Oh for the breath of vineyards	Q
Of apples and nuts and wine	H
For an oar to row and a breeze to blow	Z
Down the grand old river Rhine '	-
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A tear in his blue eye glistened	A2
And dropped on his beard so gray	H
'Old old am I ' said Keezar	H
'And the Rhine flows far away '	-
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But a cunning man was the cobbler	H
He could call the birds from the trees	Q
Charm the black snake out of the ledges	Q
And bring back the swarming bees	Q
	-
All the virtues of herbs and metals	Q
All the lore of the woods he knew	H
And the arts of the Old World mingle	B2
With the marvels of the New	H
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Well he knew the tricks of magic	C2
And the lapstone on his knee	H
Had the gift of the Mormon's goggles	Q
Or the stone of Doctor Dee	H
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For the mighty master Agrippa	D2
Wrought it with spell and rhyme	E2
From a fragment of mystic moonstone	H
In the tower of Nettesheim	E2
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To a cobbler Minnesinger	H
The marvellous stone gave he	H
And he gave it in turn to Keezar	H
Who brought it over the sea	H
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He held up that mystic lapstone	H
He held it up like a lens	Q
And he counted the long years coming	J
Ey twenties and by tens	Q
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'One hundred years ' quoth Keezar	H
'And fifty have I told	F2
Now open the new before me	H
And shut me out the old '	-
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Like a cloud of mist the blackness	Q
Rolled from the magic stone	H
And a marvellous picture mingled	G2
The unknown and the known	H
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Still ran the stream to the river	H
And river and ocean joined	H2
And there were the bluffs and the blue sea line	H
And cold north hills behind	I2
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But the mighty forest was broken	H
By many a steepled town	H
By many a white walled farm house	Q
And many a garner brown	H
	-
Turning a score of mill wheels	Q
The stream no more ran free	H
White sails on the winding river	H
White sails on the far off sea	H
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Below in the noisy village	J2
The flags were floating gay	H
And shone on a thousand faces	Q
The light of a holiday	H
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Swiftly the rival ploughmen	H
Turned the brown earth from their shares	Q
Here were the farmer's treasures	Q
There were the craftsman's wares	Q
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Golden the goodwife's butter	H
Ruby her currant wine	H
Grand were the strutting turkeys	Q
Fat were the beeves and swine	H
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Yellow and red were the apples	Q
And the ripe pears russet brown	H
And the peaches had stolen blushes	Q
From the girls who shook them down	H
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And with blooms of hill and wildwood	K2
That shame the toil of art	L2
Mingled the gorgeous blossoms	Q
Of the garden's tropic heart	L2
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'What is it I see ' said Keezar	H
'Am I here or ant I there	H
Is it a fete at Bingen	H
Do I look on Frankfort fair	H
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'But where are the clowns and puppets	Q
And imps with horns and tail	I
And where are the Rhenish flagons	Q
And where is the foaming ale	I
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'Strange things I know will happen	H
Strange things the Lord permits	Q
But that droughty folk should be jolly	H
Puzzles my poor old wits	Q
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'Here are smiling manly faces	Q
And the maiden's step is gay	H
Nor sad by thinking nor mad by drinking	J
Nor mopes nor fools are they	H
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'Here's pleasure without regretting	J
And good without abuse	Q
The holiday and the bridal	B2
Of beauty and of use	Q
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'Here's a priest and there is a Quaker	H
Do the cat and dog agree	H
Have they burned the stocks for ovenwood	L2
Have they cut down the gallows tree	H
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'Would the old folk know their children	H
Would they own the graceless town	H
With never a ranter to worry	H
And never a witch to drown '	-
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Loud laughed the cobbler Keezar	H
Laughed like a school boy gay	H
Tossing his arms above him	M2
The lapstone rolled away	H
	-
It rolled down the rugged hillside	L2
It spun like a wheel bewitched	L2
It plunged through the leaning willows	Q
And into the river pitched	L2
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There in the deep dark water	H
The magic stone lies still	N2
Under the leaning willows	Q
In the shadow of the hill	N2
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But oft the idle fisher	H
Sits on the shadowy bank	O2
And his dreams make marvellous pictures	Q
Where the wizard's lapstone sank	O2
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And still in the summer twilights	Q
When the river seems to run	H
Out from the inner glory	H
Warm with the melted sun	H
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The weary mill girl lingers	Q
Beside the charmed stream	P2
And the sky and the golden water	H
Shape and color her dream	P2
	-
Air wave the sunset gardens	Q
The rosy signals fly	Q2
Her homestead beckons from the cloud	L2
And love goes sailing by	Q2