The Clear Vision Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDD EFEFGGHH GGGGIJKK LMLMNOPP QGQGGGRR GSGSTTGG| I did but dream I never knew | A |
| What charms our sternest season wore | B |
| Was never yet the sky so blue | A |
| Was never earth so white before | B |
| Till now I never saw the glow | C |
| Of sunset on yon hills of snow | C |
| And never learned the bough's designs | D |
| Of beauty in its leafless lines | D |
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| Did ever such a morning break | E |
| As that my eastern windows see | F |
| Did ever such a moonlight take | E |
| Weird photographs of shrub and tree | F |
| Rang ever bells so wild and fleet | G |
| The music of the winter street | G |
| Was ever yet a sound by half | H |
| So merry as you school boy's laugh | H |
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| O Earth with gladness overfraught | G |
| No added charm thy face hath found | G |
| Within my heart the change is wrought | G |
| My footsteps make enchanted ground | G |
| From couch of pain and curtained room | I |
| Forth to thy light and air I come | J |
| To find in all that meets my eyes | K |
| The freshness of a glad surprise | K |
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| Fair seem these winter days and soon | L |
| Shall blow the warm west winds of spring | M |
| To set the unbound rills in tune | L |
| And hither urge the bluebird's wing | M |
| The vales shall laugh in flowers the woods | N |
| Grow misty green with leafing buds | O |
| And violets and wind flowers sway | P |
| Against the throbbing heart of May | P |
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| Break forth my lips in praise and own | Q |
| The wiser love severely kind | G |
| Since richer for its chastening grown | Q |
| I see whereas I once was blind | G |
| The world O Father hath not wronged | G |
| With loss the life by Thee prolonged | G |
| But still with every added year | R |
| More beautiful Thy works appear | R |
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| As Thou hast made thy world without | G |
| Make Thou more fair my world within | S |
| Shine through its lingering clouds of doubt | G |
| Rebuke its haunting shapes of sin | S |
| Fill brief or long my granted span | T |
| Of life with love to thee and man | T |
| Strike when thou wilt the hour of rest | G |
| But let my last days be my best | G |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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