Marguerite Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCBDAEACFCFGHIH JKLK MNON CEMM CPBQ CERE STCT UVGV WCC GXYX CZG A2CMC MXC ZMB2M MXCX CC2M CMU XCLC MXGX XXGX

MASSACHUSETTS BAYA
-
THE robins sang in the orchard the buds intoB
blossoms grewB
Little of human sorrow the buds and the robinsC
knewB
Sick in an alien household the poor FrenchD
neutral layA
Into her lonesome garret fell the light of the AprilE
dayA
Through the dusty window curtained by the spider'sC
warp and woofF
On the loose laid floor of hemlock on oaken ribsC
of roofF
The bedquilt's faded patchwork the teacups on theG
standH
The wheel with flaxen tangle as it dropped fromI
her sick handH
-
What to her was the song of the robin or warmJ
morning lightK
As she lay in the trance of the dying heedless ofL
sound or sightK
-
Done was the work of her bands she had eaten herM
bitter breadN
The world of the alien people lay behind her dimO
and deadN
-
But her soul went back to its child time she sawC
the sun o'erflowE
With gold the Basin of Minas and set overM
GaspereauM
-
The low bare flats at ebb tide the rush of the seaC
at floodP
Through inlet and creek and river from dike toB
upland woodQ
-
The gulls in the red of morning the fish hawk'sC
rise and fallE
The drift of the fog in moonshine over the darkR
coast wallE
-
She saw the face of her mother she heard the songS
she sangT
And far off faintly slowly the bell for vespersC
rangT
-
By her bed the hard faced mistress sat smoothingU
the wrinkled sheetV
Peering into the face so helpless and feeling theG
ice cold feetV
-
With a vague remorse atoning for her greed andW
long abuseC
By care no longer heeded and pity too late for useC
-
Up the stairs of the garret softly the son of theG
mistress steppedX
Leaned over the head board covering his face withY
his hands and weptX
-
Outspake the mother who watched him sharplyC
with brow a frownZ
'What love you the Papist the beggar theG
charge of the town '-
-
Be she Papist or beggar who lies here I knowA2
and God knowsC
I love her and fain would go with her whereverM
she goesC
-
'O mother that sweet face came pleading forM
love so athirstX
You saw but the town charge I knew her God'sC
angel at first '-
-
Shaking her gray head the mistress hushed downZ
a bitter cryM
And awed by the silence and shadow of deathB2
drawing nighM
-
She murmured a psalm of the Bible but closerM
the young girl pressedX
With the last of her life in her fingers the crossC
to her breastX
-
'My son come away ' cried the mother her voiceC
cruel grownC2
'She is joined to her idols like Ephraim let herM
alone '-
-
But he knelt with his hand on her forehead hisC
lips to her earM
And he called back the soul that was passingU
'Marguerite do you hear '-
-
She paused on the threshold of Heaven love pityX
surpriseC
Wistful tender lit up for an instant the cloud ofL
her eyesC
-
With his heart on his lips he kissed her but neverM
her cheek grew redX
And the words the living long for he spake in theG
ear of the deadX
-
And the robins sang in the orchard where buds toX
blossoms grewX
Of the folded hands and the still face never theG
robins knewX

John Greenleaf Whittier



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