Echo. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABCCDDEEFGHIIJKLHG EEMGNN

Here Echo was thy reign of oldA
Among these hills a mystic crowdB
Whose thunder rolledA
When they speak loudB
Still shocks the sea here thy hair grewC
Long as a cloud whose shadow drewC
Itself o'er chaos ere Time roseD
With life and death and all of thoseD
Who live and die whose weakest wordE
Thine ears have heardE
Still as thou sitt'st with sightless eyesF
On a bright cloud in the lone valeG
Or leaning o'er a mountain rillH
Dost hark the ebbing roarI
Of a dead sea on some primeval shoreI
Whose unrecorded memoriesJ
Are like the language of old gods who fellK
From some starred pinnacleL
In the lost years as all things willH
Too fall at last and the great taleG
Of Time be never more retoldE
Ay e'en when chaos is re rolledE
O'er the opprest and the oppressor thouM
Unseen and but a word within that wailG
Shalt pass as in a trance where thought may goN
When all is lying lowN

Robert Crawford



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