The Heather Branch Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCADEACE FGGHHFGGGGIJJKIKLHL MGNOGOPQPGGQNRRGGSGG SHGGTHH AUAAVVUGGGGGGWWJJ

Out of the pale night airA
From wandering lone in the warm scented woodB
The sighing shadowy bright solitudeC
Of leafy glade and the rough upland bareA
To thee I come a branchD
Of heather in my hand the sprays yet keepE
Drops of the dewy moonshine trembling thereA
And my heart filled full of a happy moodC
To thee that wakest while the others sleepE
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Dost thou not know me Yet I knowF
Thee and the ache that will not let thee restG
When thou wast tossing deep oppressedG
And thy hot eyes the darkness sought in vainH
I saw thee and I longed to soothe thy painH
Sorrow it is not that o'erwhelms thee soF
But the perfidious touch that unperceivedG
Thy joy and even thy desire has thievedG
Till all at once waking to where thou artG
Upon thy shuddering heartG
Look in with dreadful faces the calm HoursI
Advancing to despoil thee utterlyJ
Thou longest to be freeJ
But O against thyself didst thou conspireK
And hope grown gray and rusting powersI
Tell thee that vain is thy desireK
And counsel thee from all thy care to ceaseL
Proposing to thy fretting sense outwornH
Vacancy absolute and utter peaceL
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And is peace empty O look forthM
Upon the moonlight spreadG
In stillness over the reclining earthN
The stillness of a trance profound it seemsO
And a world bright and uninhabitedG
Yet how immortally how richly teemsO
Hush thy senses and harkP
The silence fillsQ
With sounds unnumbered as the darkP
With worlds whose coming not the swiftest sightG
Affirms yet in an instant they are brightG
Listen the whole air thrillsQ
With gentle and perpetual stir of birthN
Softer than sighs budding and flourishingR
Upward of each austere or tender thingR
They pine not to haste back under the groundG
But to embrace their being and to aboundG
Send thy thought onward over miles and milesS
Of silence till at last it apprehendG
Faintly the vastness in which thou hast partG
Till the wrought cities melt like shadowy islesS
Distant in radiance of the endless mainH
And of its solitude be purged thy heartG
All this dear friendG
A thousand thousand spirits and deep blissT
And waves of swelling and subsiding painH
Doth this immensity of peace containH
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But now O now give me no grief to bearA
For thou must take my joy there is no roomU
For grief and I from careA
Turn thee The moonlit airA
Blows dimly to enchanted senseV
Odour and memory it knows not whenceV
And our forgetful souls reminds to bloomU
Does thy heart tremble I that have not soughtG
Joy but have found I bid thee refuse noughtG
But take the whole world welcome to thy breastG
Else in no part possestG
The Hours await thee ah they tooG
Love to be loved woo them and ever wooG
Give me thy hand and farewell see I breakW
My branch of heather this I takeW
And bear in memory of this night and theeJ
But keep this by thee to remember meJ

Robert Laurence Binyon



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