The Grave By The Lake Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
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Where the Great Lake's sunny smiles | B |
Dimple round its hundred isles | B |
And the mountain's granite ledge | C |
Cleaves the water like a wedge | C |
Ringed about with smooth gray stones | D |
Rest the giant's mighty bones | D |
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Close beside in shade and gleam | E |
Laughs and ripples Melvin stream | E |
Melvin water mountain born | F |
All fair flowers its banks adorn | F |
All the woodland's voices meet | G |
Mingling with its murmurs sweet | G |
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Over lowlands forest grown | H |
Over waters island strown | H |
Over silver sanded beach | I |
Leaf locked bay and misty reach | I |
Melvin stream and burial heap | J |
Watch and ward the mountains keep | J |
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Who that Titan cromlech fills | K |
Forest kaiser lord o' the hills | K |
Knight who on the birchen tree | L |
Carved his savage heraldry | L |
Priest o' the pine wood temples dim | M |
Prophet sage or wizard grim | M |
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Rugged type of primal man | H |
Grim utilitarian | H |
Loving woods for hunt and prowl | N |
Lake and hill for fish and fowl | N |
As the brown bear blind and dull | O |
To the grand and beautiful | O |
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Not for him the lesson drawn | H |
From the mountains smit with dawn | H |
Star rise moon rise flowers of May | P |
Sunset's purple bloom of day | P |
Took his life no hue from thence | Q |
Poor amid such affluence | R |
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Haply unto hill and tree | L |
All too near akin was he | L |
Unto him who stands afar | S |
Nature's marvels greatest are | S |
Who the mountain purple seeks | T |
Must not climb the higher peaks | T |
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Yet who knows in winter tramp | U |
Or the midnight of the camp | U |
What revealings faint and far | S |
Stealing down from moon and star | S |
Kindled in that human clod | P |
Thought of destiny and God | P |
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Stateliest forest patriarch | V |
Grand in robes of skin and bark | V |
What sepulchral mysteries | W |
What weird funeral rites were his | X |
What sharp wail what drear lament | P |
Back scared wolf and eagle sent | P |
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Now whate'er he may have been | H |
Low he lies as other men | H |
On his mound the partridge drums | Y |
There the noisy blue jay comes | Y |
Rank nor name nor pomp has he | L |
In the grave's democracy | L |
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Part thy blue lips Northern lake | Z |
Moss grown rocks your silence break | Z |
Tell the tale thou ancient tree | L |
Thou too slide worn Ossipee | U |
Speak and tell us how and when | H |
Lived and died this king of men | H |
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Wordless moans the ancient pine | H |
Lake and mountain give no sign | H |
Vain to trace this ring of stones | D |
Vain the search of crumbling bones | D |
Deepest of all mysteries | W |
And the saddest silence is | X |
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Nameless noteless clay with clay | P |
Mingles slowly day by day | P |
But somewhere for good or ill | A2 |
That dark soul is living still | A2 |
Somewhere yet that atom's force | B2 |
Moves the light poised universe | C2 |
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Strange that on his burial sod | P |
Harebells bloom and golden rod | P |
While the soul's dark horoscope | U |
Holds no starry sign of hope | U |
Is the Unseen with sight at odds | D2 |
Nature's pity more than God's | D2 |
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Thus I mused by Melvin's side | P |
While the summer eventide | P |
Made the woods and inland sea | L |
And the mountains mystery | L |
And the hush of earth and air | E2 |
Seemed the pause before a prayer | E2 |
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Prayer for him for all who rest | P |
Mother Earth upon thy breast | P |
Lapped on Christian turf or hid | P |
In rock cave or pyramid | P |
All who sleep as all who live | F2 |
Well may need the prayer 'Forgive ' | - |
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Desert smothered caravan | H |
Knee deep dust that once was man | H |
Battle trenches ghastly piled | P |
Ocean floors with white bones tiled | P |
Crowded tomb and mounded sod | P |
Dumbly crave that prayer to God | P |
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Oh the generations old | P |
Over whom no church bells tolled | P |
Christless lifting up blind eyes | G2 |
To the silence of the skies | G2 |
For the innumerable dead | P |
Is my soul disquieted | P |
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Where be now these silent hosts | H2 |
Where the camping ground of ghosts | H2 |
Where the spectral conscripts led | P |
To the white tents of the dead | P |
What strange shore or chartless sea | L |
Holds the awful mystery | L |
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Then the warm sky stooped to make | Z |
Double sunset in the lake | Z |
While above I saw with it | P |
Range on range the mountains lit | P |
And the calm and splendor stole | I2 |
Like an answer to my soul | I2 |
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Hear'st thou O of little faith | J2 |
What to thee the mountain saith | J2 |
What is whispered by the trees | W |
Cast on God thy care for these | W |
Trust Him if thy sight be dim | M |
Doubt for them is doubt of Him | M |
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'Blind must be their close shut eyes | G2 |
Where like night the sunshine lies | G2 |
Fiery linked the self forged chain | H |
Binding ever sin to pain | H |
Strong their prison house of will | A2 |
But without He waiteth still | A2 |
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'Not with hatred's undertow | P |
Doth the Love Eternal flow | P |
Every chain that spirits wear | E2 |
Crumbles in the breath of prayer | E2 |
And the penitent's desire | K2 |
Opens every gate of fire | K2 |
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'Still Thy love O Christ arisen | H |
Yearns to reach these souls in prison | H |
Through all depths of sin and loss | L2 |
Drops the plummet of Thy cross | L2 |
Never yet abyss was found | P |
Deeper than that cross could sound ' | - |
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Therefore well may Nature keep | U |
Equal faith with all who sleep | U |
Set her watch of hills around | P |
Christian grave and heathen mound | P |
And to cairn and kirkyard send | P |
Summer's flowery dividend | P |
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Keep O pleasant Melvin stream | E |
Thy sweet laugh in shade and gleam | E |
On the Indian's grassy tomb | M2 |
Swing O flowers your bells of bloom | M2 |
Deep below as high above | N2 |
Sweeps the circle of God's love | N2 |
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He paused and questioned with his eye | O2 |
The hearers' verdict on his song | P2 |
A low voice asked Is 't well to pry | O2 |
Into the secrets which belong | P2 |
Only to God The life to be | L |
Is still the unguessed mystery | L |
Unsealed unpierced the cloudy walls remain | H |
We beat with dream and wish the soundless doors in vain | H |
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'But faith beyond our sight may go ' | - |
He said 'The gracious Fatherhood | P |
Can only know above below | P |
Eternal purposes of good | P |
From our free heritage of will | A2 |
The bitter springs of pain and ill | A2 |
Flow only in all worlds The perfect day | P |
Of God is shadowless and love is love alway ' | - |
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'I know ' she said 'the letter kills | K |
That on our arid fields of strife | Q2 |
And heat of clashing texts distils | K |
The clew of spirit and of life | Q2 |
But searching still the written Word | P |
I fain would find Thus saith the Lord | P |
A voucher for the hope I also feel | R2 |
That sin can give no wound beyond love's power to heal ' | - |
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'Pray ' said the Man of Books 'give o'er | K2 |
A theme too vast for time and place | K |
Go on Sir Poet ride once more | S2 |
Your hobby at his old free pace | K |
But let him keep with step discreet | P |
The solid earth beneath his feet | P |
In the great mystery which around us lies | K |
The wisest is a fool the fool Heaven helped is wise ' | - |
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The Traveller said 'If songs have creeds | K |
Their choice of them let singers make | Z |
But Art no other sanction needs | K |
Than beauty for its own fair sake | Z |
It grinds not in the mill of use | K |
Nor asks for leave nor begs excuse | K |
It makes the flexile laws it deigns to own | H |
And gives its atmosphere its color and its tone | H |
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'Confess old friend your austere school | T2 |
Has left your fancy little chance | K |
You square to reason's rigid rule | T2 |
The flowing outlines of romance | K |
With conscience keen from exercise | K |
And chronic fear of compromise | K |
You check the free play of your rhymes to clap | U |
A moral underneath and spring it like a trap ' | - |
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The sweet voice answered 'Better so | K |
Than bolder flights that know no check | U2 |
Better to use the bit than throw | K |
The reins all loose on fancy's neck | U2 |
The liberal range of Art should be | L |
The breadth of Christian liberty | L |
Restrained alone by challenge and alarm | V2 |
Where its charmed footsteps tread the border land of harm | V2 |
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'Beyond the poet's sweet dream lives | K |
The eternal epic of the man | H |
He wisest is who only gives | K |
True to himself the best he can | H |
Who drifting in the winds of praise | K |
The inward monitor obeys | K |
And with the boldness that confesses fear | W2 |
Takes in the crowded sail and lets his conscience steer | W2 |
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'Thanks for the fitting word he speaks | K |
Nor less for doubtful word unspoken | H |
For the false model that he breaks | K |
As for the moulded grace unbroken | H |
For what is missed and what remains | K |
For losses which are truest gains | K |
For reverence conscious of the Eternal eye | O2 |
And truth too fair to need the garnish of a | X2 |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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