The Singer Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EFGG HHII JJKK BBLL MMNN OOPQ AARS TTUU VVWW XXYY ZZA2A2 B2B2CC C2C2D2D2 C2C2WW C2C2C2C2 DDII C2C2E2E2 F2F2B2B2 C2C2G2G2 C2C2H2H2 I2YH2H2 AG2J2J2| Years since but names to me before | A |
| Two sisters sought at eve my door | A |
| Two song birds wandering from their nest | B |
| A gray old farm house in the West | B |
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| How fresh of life the younger one | C |
| Half smiles half tears like rain in sun | C |
| Her gravest mood could scarce displace | D |
| The dimples of her nut brown face | D |
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| Wit sparkled on her lips not less | E |
| For quick and tremulous tenderness | F |
| And following close her merriest glance | G |
| Dreamed through her eyes the heart's romance | G |
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| Timid and still the elder had | H |
| Even then a smile too sweetly sad | H |
| The crown of pain that all must wear | I |
| Too early pressed her midnight hair | I |
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| Yet ere the summer eve grew long | J |
| Her modest lips were sweet with song | J |
| A memory haunted all her words | K |
| Of clover fields and singing birds | K |
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| Her dark dilating eyes expressed | B |
| The broad horizons of the west | B |
| Her speech dropped prairie flowers the gold | L |
| Of harvest wheat about her rolled | L |
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| Fore doomed to song she seemed to me | M |
| I queried not with destiny | M |
| I knew the trial and the need | N |
| Yet all the more I said God speed | N |
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| What could I other than I did | O |
| Could I a singing bird forbid | O |
| Deny the wind stirred leaf Rebuke | P |
| The music of the forest brook | Q |
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| She went with morning from my door | A |
| But left me richer than before | A |
| Thenceforth I knew her voice of cheer | R |
| The welcome of her partial ear | S |
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| Years passed through all the land her name | T |
| A pleasant household word became | T |
| All felt behind the singer stood | U |
| A sweet and gracious womanhood | U |
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| Her life was earnest work not play | V |
| Her tired feet climbed a weary way | V |
| And even through her lightest strain | W |
| We heard an undertone of pain | W |
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| Unseen of her her fair fame grew | X |
| The good she did she rarely knew | X |
| Unguessed of her in life the love | Y |
| That rained its tears her grave above | Y |
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| When last I saw her full of peace | Z |
| She waited for her great release | Z |
| And that old friend so sage and bland | A2 |
| Our later Franklin held her hand | A2 |
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| For all that patriot bosoms stirs | B2 |
| Had moved that woman's heart of hers | B2 |
| And men who toiled in storm and sun | C |
| Found her their meet companion | C |
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| Our converse from her suffering bed | C2 |
| To healthful themes of life she led | C2 |
| The out door world of bud and bloom | D2 |
| And light and sweetness filled her room | D2 |
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| Yet evermore an underthought | C2 |
| Of loss to come within us wrought | C2 |
| And all the while we felt the strain | W |
| Of the strong will that conquered pain | W |
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| God giveth quietness at last | C2 |
| The common way that all have passed | C2 |
| She went with mortal yearnings fond | C2 |
| To fuller life and love beyond | C2 |
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| Fold the rapt soul in your embrace | D |
| My dear ones Give the singer place | D |
| To you to her I know not where | I |
| I lift the silence of a prayer | I |
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| For only thus our own we find | C2 |
| The gone before the left behind | C2 |
| All mortal voices die between | E2 |
| The unheard reaches the unseen | E2 |
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| Again the blackbirds sing the streams | F2 |
| Wake laughing from their winter dreams | F2 |
| And tremble in the April showers | B2 |
| The tassels of the maple flowers | B2 |
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| But not for her has spring renewed | C2 |
| The sweet surprises of the wood | C2 |
| And bird and flower are lost to her | G2 |
| Who was their best interpreter | G2 |
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| What to shut eyes has God revealed | C2 |
| What hear the ears that death has sealed | C2 |
| What undreamed beauty passing show | H2 |
| Requites the loss of all we know | H2 |
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| O silent land to which we move | I2 |
| Enough if there alone be love | Y |
| And mortal need can ne'er outgrow | H2 |
| What it is waiting to bestow | H2 |
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| O white soul from that far off shore | A |
| Float some sweet song the waters o'er | G2 |
| Our faith confirm our fears dispel | J2 |
| With the old voice we loved so well | J2 |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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