Waldeinsamkeit Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KGKG FKFK CKCK LMGM NONO GKGK PQPQ KKKK| I do not count the hours I spend | A |
| In wandering by the sea | B |
| The forest is my loyal friend | A |
| Like God it useth me | B |
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| In plains that room for shadows make | C |
| Of skirting hills to lie | D |
| Bound in by streams which give and take | C |
| Their colours from the sky | D |
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| Or on the mountain crest sublime | E |
| Or down the oaken glade | F |
| O what have I to do with time | E |
| For this the day was made | F |
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| Cities of mortals woe begone | G |
| Fantastic care derides | H |
| But in the serious landscape lone | G |
| Stern benefit abides | H |
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| Sheen will tarnish honey cloy | I |
| And merry is only a mask of sad | J |
| But sober on a fund of joy | I |
| The woods at heart are glad | J |
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| There the great Planter plants | K |
| Of fruitful worlds the grain | G |
| And with a million spells enchants | K |
| The souls that walk in pain | G |
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| Still on the seeds of all he made | F |
| The rose of beauty burns | K |
| Through times that wear and forms that fade | F |
| Immortal youth returns | K |
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| The black ducks mounting from the lake | C |
| The pigeon in the pines | K |
| The bittern's boom a desert make | C |
| Which no false art refines | K |
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| Down in yon watery nook | L |
| Where bearded mists divide | M |
| The gray old gods whom Chaos knew | G |
| The sires of Nature hide | M |
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| Aloft in secret veins of air | N |
| Blows the sweet breath of song | O |
| O few to scale those uplands dare | N |
| Though they to all belong | O |
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| See thou bring not to field or stone | G |
| The fancies found in books | K |
| Leave authors' eyes and fetch your own | G |
| To brave the landscape's looks | K |
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| And if amid this dear delight | P |
| My thoughts did home rebound | Q |
| I well might reckon it a slight | P |
| To the high cheer I found | Q |
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| Oblivion here thy wisdom is | K |
| Thy thrift the sleep of cares | K |
| For a proud idleness like this | K |
| Crowns all thy mean affairs | K |
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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