Alison's Mother To The Brook Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCACADD EEFGHHFIGIF JKKJLAMAAML EEGGAAMMNNAAMMIIAAHH KKIIAAOO PPOOIIQQ MAAM ARGRAG ASAPIIKSTTKS SUUAAVVGGS WS

Brook of the listening grassA
Brook of the sun fleckt wingsB
Brook of the same wild way and flickering spellC
Must you begone Will you forever passA
After so many years and dear to tellC
Brook of all hoveringsA
Brook that I kneel aboveD
Brook of my loveD
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Ah but I have a charm to trouble youE
A spell that shall subdueE
Your all escaping heart unheedful oneF
And unrememberingG
Now when I make my prayerH
To your wild brightness thereH
That will but run and runF
O mindless WaterI
Hark now will I bringG
A grace as wild my little yearling daughterI
My AlisonF
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Heed well that threatJ
And tremble for your hill born libertyK
So bright to seeK
Your shadow dappled way unthwarted yetJ
And the high hills whence all your dearness bubbledL
You never to possessA
For let her dip but once O fair and fleetM
Here in your shallows yesA
Here in your silvernessA
Her two blithe feetM
O Brook of mine how shall your heart be troubledL
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The heart the bright unmothering heart of youE
That never knewE
O never more than mine of long agoG
How could we knowG
For who should guessA
The shock and smiting of that perfectnessA
The lily thrust of those ecstatic feetM
Unpityingly sweetM
Sweet beyond all the blurred blind dreams that gropeN
The upward paths of hopeN
And who could guessA
The dulcet holinessA
The lilt and gladness of those jocund feetM
Unpityingly sweetM
Ah for your coolness that shall change and stirI
With every glee of herI
Under the fresh amazeA
That drips and glistens from her wiles and waysA
When the endearing airH
That everywhereH
Must twine and fold and follow her shall beK
Rippled to ring on ring of melodyK
Music like shadows from the joy of herI
Small starry RevellerI
When from her triumphingsA
All frolic wingsA
There soars beyond the glories of the heightO
The laugh of her delightO
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And it shall sound untilP
Your heart stand stillP
Shaken to human sightO
Struck through with tears and lightO
One with the one desireI
Unto that central FireI
Of Love the Sun whence all we lighted areQ
Even from clod to starQ
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And all your glory O most swift and sweetM
And all your exultation only thisA
To be the lowly and forgotten kissA
Beneath those feetM
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You that must ever passA
You of the same wild wayR
The silver bright good bye without a lookG
You that would never stayR
For the beseeching grassA
BrookG
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You Four WallsA
Wall not in my heartS
When the lovely night time fallsA
All so welcomelyP
Blinding sweet hearth fireI
Light of heart's desireI
Blind not blind not meK
Unto them that weep apartS
While you glow withinT
Wreckt despairing kinT
Dark with miseryK
Do not blind my heartS
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You close HeartS
Never hide from mineU
Worlds that I divineU
Through thy human dearnessA
O belov d NearnessA
Hallow all I understandV
With thy hand in handV
All the lights I seekG
With thy cheek to cheekG
All the loveliness I loved apartS
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You heart's HomeW
Wall not in my heartS

Josephine Preston Peabody



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