The Hills Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABBCDBBEEFFGGBBHIBB JKLLMNBBBBOPQNRRSSTB| There is no joy of earth that thrills | A |
| My bosom like the far off hills | A |
| Th' unchanging hills that shadowy | B |
| Beckon our mutability | B |
| To follow and to gaze upon | C |
| Foundations of the dusk and dawn | D |
| Meseems the very heavens are massed | B |
| Upon their shoulders vague and vast | B |
| With all the skyey burden of | E |
| The winds and clouds and stars above | E |
| Lo how they sit before us seeing | F |
| The laws that give all Beauty being | F |
| Behold to them when dawn is near | G |
| The nomads of the air appear | G |
| Unfolding crimson camps of day | B |
| In brilliant bands then march away | B |
| And under burning battlements | H |
| Of twilight plant their tinted tents | I |
| The truth of olden myths that brood | B |
| By haunted stream and haunted wood | B |
| They see and feel the happiness | J |
| Of old at which we only guess | K |
| The dreams the ancients loved and knew | L |
| Still as their rocks and trees are true | L |
| Not otherwise than presences | M |
| The tempest and the calm to these | N |
| One shouting on them all the night | B |
| Black limbed and veined with lambent light | B |
| The other with the ministry | B |
| Of all soft things that company | B |
| With music an embodied form | O |
| Giving to solitude the charm | P |
| Of leaves and waters and the peace | Q |
| Of bird begotten melodies | N |
| And who at night cloth still confer | R |
| With the mild moon that telleth her | R |
| Pale tale of lonely love until | S |
| Wan images of passion fill | S |
| The heights with shapes that glimmer by | T |
| Clad on with sleep and memory | B |
Madison Julius Cawein
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