The Vanishers Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDED FGFF HFHF IFIF JFJF KLKL MNMN OPOP QRQR JBJB KNKN STST| Sweetest of all childlike dreams | A |
| In the simple Indian lore | B |
| Still to me the legend seems | A |
| Of the shapes who flit before | B |
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| Flitting passing seen and gone | C |
| Never reached nor found at rest | D |
| Baffling search but beckoning on | E |
| To the Sunset of the Blest | D |
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| From the clefts of mountain rocks | F |
| Through the dark of lowland firs | G |
| Flash the eyes and flow the locks | F |
| Of the mystic Vanishers | F |
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| And the fisher in his skiff | H |
| And the hunter on the moss | F |
| Hear their call from cape and cliff | H |
| See their hands the birch leaves toss | F |
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| Wistful longing through the green | I |
| Twilight of the clustered pines | F |
| In their faces rarely seen | I |
| Beauty more than mortal shines | F |
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| Fringed with gold their mantles flow | J |
| On the slopes of westering knolls | F |
| In the wind they whisper low | J |
| Of the Sunset Land of Souls | F |
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| Doubt who may O friend of mine | K |
| Thou and I have seen them too | L |
| On before with beck and sign | K |
| Still they glide and we pursue | L |
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| More than clouds of purple trail | M |
| In the gold of setting day | N |
| More than gleams of wing or sail | M |
| Beckon from the sea mist gray | N |
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| Glimpses of immortal youth | O |
| Gleams and glories seen and flown | P |
| Far heard voices sweet with truth | O |
| Airs from viewless Eden blown | P |
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| Beauty that eludes our grasp | Q |
| Sweetness that transcends our taste | R |
| Loving hands we may not clasp | Q |
| Shining feet that mock our haste | R |
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| Gentle eyes we closed below | J |
| Tender voices heard once more | B |
| Smile and call us as they go | J |
| On and onward still before | B |
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| Guided thus O friend of mine | K |
| Let us walk our little way | N |
| Knowing by each beckoning sign | K |
| That we are not quite astray | N |
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| Chase we still with baffled feet | S |
| Smiling eye and waving hand | T |
| Sought and seeker soon shall meet | S |
| Lost and found in Sunset Land | T |
John Greenleaf Whittier
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