On The Jellico Spur Of The Cumberlands Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCCBDEFDGHHGAGGAIAAI JGGJCAACGGGGAKKALAAL GMMGAGGAGGGGNOPQGGGG GAAGRAASTUUTVTTWXYYX GWWGZTTZA2TTA2B2C2D2 B2GE2E2GF2G2H2F2TGGT I2J2J2I2GGGGTGGTATTA K2L2L2K2GTTGGAAGTO J FOX JR | A |
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You remember how the mist | B |
When we climbed to Devil's Den | C |
Pearly in the mountain glen | C |
And above us amethyst | B |
Throbbed or circled then away | D |
Through the wildwoods opposite | E |
Torn and scattered morning lit | F |
Vanished into dewy gray | D |
Vague as in romance we saw | G |
From the fog one riven trunk | H |
Talon like with branches shrunk | H |
Thrust a monster dragon claw | G |
And we climbed for hours through | A |
The dawn dripping Jellicoes | G |
To a wooded rock that shows | G |
Undulating leagues of blue | A |
Summits mountain chains that lie | I |
Dark with forests bar on bar | A |
Ranging their irregular | A |
Purple peaks beneath a sky | I |
Soft as slumber Range on range | J |
Billow their enormous spines | G |
Where the rocks and priestly pines | G |
Sit eternal without change | J |
We were sons of Nature then | C |
She had taken us to her | A |
Signalized by brier and burr | A |
Something more to her than men | C |
Pupils of her lofty moods | G |
From her bloom anointed looks | G |
Wisdom of no man made books | G |
Learned we in those solitudes | G |
How the seed supplied the flower | A |
How the sapling held the oak | K |
How within the vine awoke | K |
The wild impulse still to tower | A |
How in fantasy or mirth | L |
Springing from her footsteps there | A |
Curious fungi everywhere | A |
Bulged exuded from the earth | L |
Coral vegetable things | G |
That the underworld exhaled | M |
Bulbous crystal ribbed and scaled | M |
Many colored and in rings | G |
Like the Indian Pipe that grew | A |
Pink and white in loamy cracks | G |
Flowers of a natural wax | G |
She had turned her fancy to | A |
On that laureled precipice | G |
Where the chestnuts dropped their burrs | G |
Sweet with balsam of the firs | G |
First we felt her mother kiss | G |
Full of heaven and the wind | N |
While the forests wood on wood | O |
Murmured like a multitude | P |
Giving praise where none hath sinned | Q |
Freedom met us there we saw | G |
Freedom giving audience | G |
In her face the eloquence | G |
Lightning like of love and law | G |
Round her with majestic hips | G |
Lay the giant mountains there | A |
Near her cataracts tossed their hair | A |
God and thunder on their lips | G |
Oft an eagle or a hawk | R |
Or a scavenger we knew | A |
Winged through altitudes of blue | A |
By its shadow on the rock | S |
Or a cloud of templed white | T |
Moved a lazy berg of pearl | U |
Through the sky's pacific swirl | U |
Shot with cool cerulean light | T |
So we dreamed an hour upon | V |
That warm rock the lichens mossed | T |
While around us foliage tossed | T |
Coins gold minted of the sun | W |
Then arose and a ravine | X |
Which a torrent once had worn | Y |
Made our roadway to the corn | Y |
In the valley deep and green | X |
And the farm house with its bees | G |
Where old fashioned flowers spun | W |
Gay rag carpets in the sun | W |
Hid among the apple trees | G |
Here we watched the twilight fall | Z |
O'er Wolf Mountain sunset made | T |
A huge rhododendron rayed | T |
Round the sun's cloud centered ball | Z |
Then through scents of herb and soil | A2 |
To the mining camp we turned | T |
In the twinkling dusk discerned | T |
With its white washed homes of toil | A2 |
Ah those nights We wandered forth | B2 |
On some haunted mountain path | C2 |
When the moon was late and rathe | D2 |
The large stars sowed south and north | B2 |
Splashed with gold the purple skies | G |
And the milky zodiac | E2 |
Rolled athwart the belted black | E2 |
Seemed a path to Paradise | G |
And we walked or lingered till | F2 |
In the valley land beneath | G2 |
Like the vapor of a breath | H2 |
Breathed in frost arose the still | F2 |
Architecture of the mist | T |
And the moon dawn's necromance | G |
Touched the mist and made it glance | G |
Like a town of amethyst | T |
Then around us sharp and brusque | I2 |
Night's shrill insects strident strung | J2 |
Instruments that buzzed and sung | J2 |
Pixy music of the dusk | I2 |
And we seemed to hear soft sighs | G |
And hushed steps of ghostly things | G |
Fluttered feet or rustled wings | G |
Moved before us Fire flies | G |
Gleaming in the tangled glade | T |
Seemed the eyes of warriors | G |
Stealing under watching stars | G |
To some midnight ambuscade | T |
To the Indian village there | A |
Wigwamed with the mist that slept | T |
By the woodland side whence crept | T |
Shadowy Shawnees of the air | A |
When the moon rose like a cup | K2 |
Lay the valley brimmed with wine | L2 |
Of mesmeric shade and shine | L2 |
To the moon's pale face held up | K2 |
As she rose from out the mines | G |
Of the eastern darkness night | T |
Met her clad in dewy light | T |
'Mid Pine Mountain's sachem pines | G |
As from clouds in pearly parts | G |
Her serene circumference grew | A |
Home we turned And all night through | A |
Dreamed the dreams of happy hearts | G |
Madison Julius Cawein
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