John Underhill Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEE FFGHII JJKKLL MMNNOO PPQQRS NNTTUU VWXYKK BBJJZZ ZZZZA2A2 JJB2C2D2 Z ZZEE ZZZZKK TTE2E2KK D2D2F2F2G2G2 H2H2I2I2ZZ J2J2TTEE ZZK2K2ZZ H2H2ZZL2L2 JJJ2J2U K2K2M2N2EE G2G2A2A2O2O2 L2L2ZZJJ NNP2Q2M2N2 H2H2YXZZ R2S2ZZJ2J2A score of years had come and gone | A |
Since the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth stone | B |
When Captain Underhill bearing scars | C |
From Indian ambush and Flemish wars | D |
Left three hilled Boston and wandered down | E |
East by north to Cocheco town | E |
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With Vane the younger in counsel sweet | F |
He had sat at Anna Hutchinson's feet | F |
And when the bolt of banishment fell | G |
On the head of his saintly oracle | H |
He had shared her ill as her good report | I |
And braved the wrath of the General Court | I |
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He shook from his feet as he rode away | J |
The dust of the Massachusetts Bay | J |
The world might bless and the world might ban | K |
What did it matter the perfect man | K |
To whom the freedom of earth was given | L |
Proof against sin and sure of heaven | L |
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He cheered his heart as he rode along | M |
With screed of Scripture and holy song | M |
Or thought how he rode with his lances free | N |
By the Lower Rhine and the Zuyder Zee | N |
Till his wood path grew to a trodden road | O |
And Hilton Point in the distance showed | O |
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He saw the church with the block house nigh | P |
The two fair rivers the flakes thereby | P |
And tacking to windward low and crank | Q |
The little shallop from Strawberry Bank | Q |
And he rose in his stirrups and looked abroad | R |
Over land and water and praised the Lord | S |
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Goodly and stately and grave to see | N |
Into the clearing's space rode he | N |
With the sun on the hilt of his sword in sheath | T |
And his silver buckles and spurs beneath | T |
And the settlers welcomed him one and all | U |
From swift Quampeagan to Gonic Fall | U |
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And he said to the elders 'Lo I come | V |
As the way seemed open to seek a home | W |
Somewhat the Lord hath wrought by my hands | X |
In the Narragansett and Netherlands | Y |
And if here ye have work for a Christian man | K |
I will tarry and serve ye as best I can | K |
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'I boast not of gifts but fain would own | B |
The wonderful favor God hath shown | B |
The special mercy vouchsafed one day | J |
On the shore of Narragansett Bay | J |
As I sat with my pipe from the camp aside | Z |
And mused like Isaac at eventide | Z |
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'A sudden sweetness of peace I found | Z |
A garment of gladness wrapped me round | Z |
I felt from the law of works released | Z |
The strife of the flesh and spirit ceased | Z |
My faith to a full assurance grew | A2 |
And all I had hoped for myself I knew | A2 |
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'Now as God appointeth I keep my way | J |
I shall not stumble I shall not stray | J |
He hath taken away my fig leaf dress | B2 |
I wear the robe of His righteousness | C2 |
And the shafts of Satan no more avail | D2 |
Than Pequot arrows on Christian mail ' | - |
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'Tarry with us ' the settlers cried | Z |
'Thou man of God as our ruler and guide ' | - |
And Captain Underhill bowed his head | Z |
'The will of the Lord be done ' he said | Z |
And the morrow beheld him sitting down | E |
In the ruler's seat in Cocheco town | E |
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And he judged therein as a just man should | Z |
His words were wise and his rule was good | Z |
He coveted not his neighbor's land | Z |
From the holding of bribes he shook his hand | Z |
And through the camps of the heathen ran | K |
A wholesome fear of the valiant man | K |
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But the heart is deceitful the good Book saith | T |
And life hath ever a savor of death | T |
Through hymns of triumph the tempter calls | E2 |
And whoso thinketh he standeth falls | E2 |
Alas ere their round the seasons ran | K |
There was grief in the soul of the saintly man | K |
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The tempter's arrows that rarely fail | D2 |
Had found the joints of his spiritual mail | D2 |
And men took note of his gloomy air | F2 |
The shame in his eye the halt in his prayer | F2 |
The signs of a battle lost within | G2 |
The pain of a soul in the coils of sin | G2 |
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Then a whisper of scandal linked his name | H2 |
With broken vows and a life of blame | H2 |
And the people looked askance on him | I2 |
As he walked among them sullen and grim | I2 |
Ill at ease and bitter of word | Z |
And prompt of quarrel with hand or sword | Z |
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None knew how with prayer and fasting still | J2 |
He strove in the bonds of his evil will | J2 |
But he shook himself like Samson at length | T |
And girded anew his loins of strength | T |
And bade the crier go up and down | E |
And call together the wondering town | E |
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Jeer and murmur and shaking of head | Z |
Ceased as he rose in his place and said | Z |
'Men brethren and fathers well ye know | K2 |
How I came among you a year ago | K2 |
Strong in the faith that my soul was freed | Z |
From sin of feeling or thought or deed | Z |
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'I have sinned I own it with grief and shame | H2 |
But not with a lie on my lips I came | H2 |
In my blindness I verily thought my heart | Z |
Swept and garnished in every part | Z |
He chargeth His angels with folly He sees | L2 |
The heavens unclean Was I more than these | L2 |
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'I urge no plea At your feet I lay | J |
The trust you gave me and go my way | J |
Hate me or pity me as you will | J2 |
The Lord will have mercy on sinners still | J2 |
And I who am chiefest say to all | U |
Watch and pray lest ye also fall ' | - |
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No voice made answer a sob so low | K2 |
That only his quickened ear could know | K2 |
Smote his heart with a bitter pain | M2 |
As into the forest he rode again | N2 |
And the veil of its oaken leaves shut down | E |
On his latest glimpse of Cocheco town | E |
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Crystal clear on the man of sin | G2 |
The streams flashed up and the sky shone in | G2 |
On his cheek of fever the cool wind blew | A2 |
The leaves dropped on him their tears of dew | A2 |
And angels of God in the pure sweet guise | O2 |
Of flowers looked on him with sad surprise | O2 |
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Was his ear at fault that brook and breeze | L2 |
Sang in their saddest of minor keys | L2 |
What was it the mournful wood thrush said | Z |
What whispered the pine trees overhead | Z |
Did he hear the Voice on his lonely way | J |
That Adam heard in the cool of day | J |
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Into the desert alone rode he | N |
Alone with the Infinite Purity | N |
And bowing his soul to its tender rebuke | P2 |
As Peter did to the Master's look | Q2 |
He measured his path with prayers of pain | M2 |
For peace with God and nature again | N2 |
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And in after years to Cocheco came | H2 |
The bruit of a once familiar name | H2 |
How among the Dutch of New Netherlands | Y |
From wild Danskamer to Haarlem sands | X |
A penitent soldier preached the Word | Z |
And smote the heathen with Gideon's sword | Z |
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And the heart of Boston was glad to hear | R2 |
How he harried the foe on the long frontier | S2 |
And heaped on the land against him barred | Z |
The coals of his generous watch and ward | Z |
Frailest and bravest the Bay State still | J2 |
Counts with her worthies John Underhill | J2 |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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