Ode To A Child Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAABCDCEFGHIFGHHI JAKKKKKKAALALL KKMKMMKMKMMKM MMHHMMCHCDKDKKMHMHKE ECNNKMKM MHHOMOKHPKKPHKHHHHHM MMHQHMQ KRRKHHKKKDDSSATAHTHM H AAPPMEMNM HHKKHHHHHCCKUKKPVKKH BHMMHHHHMWKMXPHPKWAM MPKTPPKHMMHEETETX MTMXMYMHYMHH KMHHMKZZHHWWAAHHMMA2 B2EEHMKBRIGHT as a morn of spring | A |
That jubilates along the earth | B |
With clouds and winds and flowers rejoicing | A |
And all the creatures that on wing | A |
Scarce dip the ground in their ethereal mirth | B |
Whilst the dew'd sunlight and the gold flushed rain | C |
Wed midway in the air | D |
And from the twain | C |
Is ever born that fairy gossamer | E |
The iridescent bridge that spans the skies | F |
Yea e'en in such wild glory dost thou glow | G |
Soul fresh exuberant child | H |
And drops of heavenly freshness gleam | I |
On red red lips in dark orbed eyes | F |
Like morning dews that glimmering show | G |
On winter moss and heath'ry wild | H |
And soft cropped grasses undefiled | H |
In all the shifting splendour of a dream | I |
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Oh thou that in thy glee | J |
Know'st of no ending yet and no beginning | A |
Making the hours melodious with thy play | K |
Like grasshoppers that through the livelong day | K |
Hopping on the new mown hay | K |
Sun struck trill their roundelay | K |
Or the cricket chirping cheerly | K |
Late at night at morning early | K |
With a little baby singing | A |
Like an echo faintly ringing | A |
From the distant summer leas | L |
And with tremulous murmurs clinging | A |
Round the hearth like clustering bees | L |
Humming round the linden trees | L |
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And yet athwart thy soul | K |
At times perchance I seem to see | K |
The hid existence of far off events | M |
Trailing their slumb'rous shadows silently | K |
For in the dusky deeps | M |
Of thy large eyes | M |
Sometime the veil d outline of a still | K |
And mute born vision sleeps | M |
As in the hollows of a hill | K |
With dim and darksome rents | M |
The dreamful shadow of the morning lies | M |
And softly slowly ever down doth roll | K |
Till lost in mystic deeps it flees our watchful eyes | M |
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Yet from that silent trance | M |
Quick leap'st thou back into thy playfulness | M |
As waters darkened by the drifting cloud | H |
Into the swift sweet sunlight crowd | H |
Where dashed with dewy gold they dance | M |
In unbedimm d sprightliness | M |
Till with their blithesome strain | C |
They make the brooding mountains loud | H |
And fling their merriment across the voiceless plain | C |
And buzzing lightly here and there | D |
Thou like a little curious fly | K |
That fusses through the air | D |
Dost pry and spy | K |
With thy keen inquisitive eye | K |
Poking fatly dimpled fingers | M |
Into corner box and closet | H |
Where perchance there hidden lingers | M |
Some deposit | H |
To be carried off triumphantly | K |
And with many questions ever | E |
Rippling like a restless river | E |
Puzzling many an older brain | C |
Dost thou hour by hour increase thy store | N |
Of marvellous lore | N |
Thus a squirrel darting deftly | K |
Up and down autumnal trees | M |
Sees its hoard of chesnuts growing swiftly | K |
In a heap upon the leaf strewn leas | M |
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Yea open art thou to each influence | M |
That strikes on thy soft spirit from without | H |
Thy spirit not yet frozen nor shut out | H |
From nature's kindling breath | O |
By selfish aims nor dulled the sense | M |
By hot desires alas too oft the death | O |
Of man's spiritual vision No thy soul | K |
Is yet all clear and bright | H |
And lieth naked 'neath the eye of heaven | P |
As a small mountain pool | K |
A pure and azure pool | K |
To whom its food is given | P |
By dews and rains and snows all lily white | H |
That softly fall | K |
Through many a summer's day and winter's night | H |
And whose unspotted breast | H |
Glasses each pageant of the outer world | H |
The cloud with pinions to the blast unfurled | H |
The mountains' haughty crest | H |
The slanting beam of twilight skies | M |
That like a golden ladder lies | M |
Stretching across perchance for angel hosts | M |
To slide | H |
Down to the earth with heavenly boon | Q |
And glasses too the hurrying mists that glide | H |
Like gliding ghosts | M |
And stars and all the mildness of the moon | Q |
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As yet 'tis early January with thee | K |
Warm cradled doth the summer leaf | R |
Lie folded in the winter leaf | R |
On the blank tree | K |
And folded in the earth the seed | H |
The future mother of some glorious weed | H |
Or flower blowing gorgeously | K |
Or cedar branching wondrously | K |
Lies slumbering its whole destiny | K |
Of great or lowly foul or fair | D |
In this minutest space surely foreshadowed there | D |
But let the west wind ocean born | S |
Floating towards the meads of morn | S |
But once spread out his wild and vasty wing | A |
Setting the sap a cantring till new life | T |
Works wonders then thy being | A |
Will strangely stir as at the sound | H |
Of sounding drum and fife | T |
The war horse paws the ground | H |
And through thy sweet pure veins | M |
Life like a waterfall will grandly bound | H |
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But now the Psyche of thy being | A |
Still shyly doth essay her delicate wing | A |
Like to that airy nurseling of the sun | P |
When first it breaketh through its dun | P |
And horn d shell and tries | M |
To move its pinions powdered o'er and o'er | E |
With rainbow dust of April skies | M |
That have as not yet learnt to soar | N |
And lie soft folded in sweet mysteries | M |
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Oh looking on thee I do speculate | H |
On thy futurity | H |
What wilt thou be | K |
Some great and glorious lot I dream for thee | K |
Some starry fate | H |
For in thy nature meet | H |
Such buoyant strength and such a sweet | H |
Half veiled heart tenderness that on thy being doth rest | H |
Like soft dark bloom upon a pansy's breast | H |
And pity gushes o'er thee like warm rain | C |
For everything in pain | C |
Or great or small and such a shoal | K |
Of thick bred fancies ever swimmeth forth | U |
From the deep sea | K |
Of changeful fantasy | K |
Like golden fish that glitter in the sun | P |
And quick perception leading on and on | V |
Into a maze of thought fresh'ning the soul | K |
Of him who listens Aye what wilt thou be | K |
Perchance one of that sacred band | H |
That ever were the salt of earth | B |
Whom men call dowered with genius They who stand | H |
In grandeur and in glory like the Alps | M |
With silver shining scalps | M |
Bathed in the ether feeding all the land | H |
With the pure skyey waters that descend | H |
For ever from them men who freed | H |
From narrow bonds of hate and greed | H |
Fetters of custom and blind circumstance | M |
Breathe the soul quickening air of thought and love | W |
And struggling into freedom sudden see | K |
The solid shroud of sense | M |
Consum d by a heavenly flame | X |
As is the vapour dense and dun | P |
Which the earth spirit fast doth breed | H |
By the great sun | P |
And the large mind in native majesty | K |
Doth catch that radiance evermore above | W |
Around us finest effluence of being | A |
Illuminating with sharp sudden blaze | M |
Nature's mysterious ways | M |
Until his spirit feeling itself one | P |
With all that is and was and is to be | K |
Vibrates into intenser life | T |
Which is creation | P |
Then makes he revelation | P |
Of that one truth that as a supreme ray | K |
With new existence heavily fraught | H |
Lightened in awful loveliness | M |
And empyrean holiness | M |
Upon his passive thought | H |
Till with long peals of explosive oracular thunder | E |
He bursts and cleaves and splinters asunder | E |
The clinging clinking manacles of life | T |
That fall and curl in harsh black masses under | E |
His wing d feet and through time's noisy strife | T |
His infinite acts do strike like flame | X |
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Of a volcano seen across a sea | M |
On nights when with earthquake the labouring hills are rife | T |
And labouring too like heaving heights doth he | M |
Girt round with turbulent whirls of praise and blame | X |
Breathe the hot spark of that which he did see | M |
As vital force that pulses strong and warm | Y |
In the mid heart of creeds | M |
Or rolls itself along the epic's flood | H |
Or lives through ages in the marbled form | Y |
Or leaps to life in the heroic deeds | M |
Watering with the heart's noble blood | H |
The seed of future world reforming good | H |
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But stay my soul | K |
Too far thou fliest as a falcon flies | M |
Forgetful of the hand | H |
Where he must perch so tranc d with the grand | H |
And boundless skies | M |
Oh come my song and roll | K |
Thy billows back where on the swelling bank | Z |
Mid flowers and reeds and grasses rank | Z |
And feathered warblers warbling wild | H |
Sporteth the unconscious child | H |
Safely roofed o'er by shielding mother's love | W |
Like wee lamb clouds of morn by tender skies above | W |
Hark now I hear thy low soft laughter falling | A |
Upon my heart like to the murmurous calling | A |
Of brooding stock doves now it sweet doth sound | H |
Like rippling rills of rain that make the ground | H |
Harmonious on hot summer afternoons | M |
And now thy joyous croons | M |
Blither and brighter tumble on my ear | A2 |
All clarion clear | B2 |
Like songs of matin birds that in spring weather | E |
Hid in young woods do jubilate together | E |
Yea on the musing mind | H |
That wrapt in meditation's sober dress | M |
Looks i | K |
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