Corn Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AAABBCDDDEEEFFGHGCCC GGGIIIJJJIIICCCCII CCCKK CCCCCLLL CCMMNOOOPPHHHCCCCCQQ RRSSTTUU VVVWWVVXXCCCCVVYYYYV VVVVPPVVZZZ VVVVVZA2VVCCVVB2B2VV GGGVVVC2C2D2D2D2HHHC CCE2E2E2F2F2CCCCCCVV VG2G2G2VVVD2D2H2I2I2 I2J2WJ2VVVVVSSSVVV J2J2J2JJVVVKKKVVHHV V| To day the woods are trembling through and through | A |
| With shimmering forms that flash before my view | A |
| Then melt in green as dawn stars melt in blue | A |
| The leaves that wave against my cheek caress | B |
| Like women's hands the embracing boughs express | B |
| A subtlety of mighty tenderness | C |
| The copse depths into little noises start | D |
| That sound anon like beatings of a heart | D |
| Anon like talk 'twixt lips not far apart | D |
| The beech dreams balm as a dreamer hums a song | E |
| Through that vague wafture expirations strong | E |
| Throb from young hickories breathing deep and long | E |
| With stress and urgence bold of prisoned spring | F |
| And ecstasy of burgeoning | F |
| Now since the dew plashed road of morn is dry | G |
| Forth venture odors of more quality | H |
| And heavenlier giving Like Jove's locks awry | G |
| Long muscadines | C |
| Rich wreathe the spacious foreheads of great pines | C |
| And breathe ambrosial passion from their vines | C |
| I pray with mosses ferns and flowers shy | G |
| That hide like gentle nuns from human eye | G |
| To lift adoring perfumes to the sky | G |
| I hear faint bridal sighs of brown and green | I |
| Dying to silent hints of kisses keen | I |
| As far lights fringe into a pleasant sheen | I |
| I start at fragmentary whispers blown | J |
| From undertalks of leafy souls unknown | J |
| Vague purports sweet of inarticulate tone | J |
| Dreaming of gods men nuns and brides between | I |
| Old companies of oaks that inward lean | I |
| To join their radiant amplitudes of green | I |
| I slowly move with ranging looks that pass | C |
| Up from the matted miracles of grass | C |
| Into yon veined complex of space | C |
| Where sky and leafage interlace | C |
| So close the heaven of blue is seen | I |
| Inwoven with a heaven of green | I |
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| I wander to the zigzag cornered fence | C |
| Where sassafras intrenched in brambles dense | C |
| Contests with stolid vehemence | C |
| The march of culture setting limb and thorn | K |
| As pikes against the army of the corn | K |
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| There while I pause my fieldward faring eyes | C |
| Take harvests where the stately corn ranks rise | C |
| Of inward dignities | C |
| And large benignities and insights wise | C |
| Graces and modest majesties | C |
| Thus without theft I reap another's field | L |
| Thus without tilth I house a wondrous yield | L |
| And heap my heart with quintuple crops concealed | L |
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| Look out of line one tall corn captain stands | C |
| Advanced beyond the foremost of his bands | C |
| And waves his blades upon the very edge | M |
| And hottest thicket of the battling hedge | M |
| Thou lustrous stalk that ne'er mayst walk nor talk | N |
| Still shalt thou type the poet soul sublime | O |
| That leads the vanward of his timid time | O |
| And sings up cowards with commanding rhyme | O |
| Soul calm like thee yet fain like thee to grow | P |
| By double increment above below | P |
| Soul homely as thou art yet rich in grace like thee | H |
| Teaching the yeomen selfless chivalry | H |
| That moves in gentle curves of courtesy | H |
| Soul filled like thy long veins with sweetness tense | C |
| By every godlike sense | C |
| Transmuted from the four wild elements | C |
| Drawn to high plans | C |
| Thou lift'st more stature than a mortal man's | C |
| Yet ever piercest downward in the mould | Q |
| And keepest hold | Q |
| Upon the reverend and steadfast earth | R |
| That gave thee birth | R |
| Yea standest smiling in thy future grave | S |
| Serene and brave | S |
| With unremitting breath | T |
| Inhaling life from death | T |
| Thine epitaph writ fair in fruitage eloquent | U |
| Thyself thy monument | U |
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| As poets should | V |
| Thou hast built up thy hardihood | V |
| With universal food | V |
| Drawn in select proportion fair | W |
| From honest mould and vagabond air | W |
| From darkness of the dreadful night | V |
| And joyful light | V |
| From antique ashes whose departed flame | X |
| In thee has finer life and longer fame | X |
| From wounds and balms | C |
| From storms and calms | C |
| From potsherds and dry bones | C |
| And ruin stones | C |
| Into thy vigorous substance thou hast wrought | V |
| Whate'er the hand of Circumstance hath brought | V |
| Yea into cool solacing green hast spun | Y |
| White radiance hot from out the sun | Y |
| So thou dost mutually leaven | Y |
| Strength of earth with grace of heaven | Y |
| So thou dost marry new and old | V |
| Into a one of higher mould | V |
| So thou dost reconcile the hot and cold | V |
| The dark and bright | V |
| And many a heart perplexing opposite | V |
| And so | P |
| Akin by blood to high and low | P |
| Fitly thou playest out thy poet's part | V |
| Richly expending thy much bruised heart | V |
| In equal care to nourish lord in hall | Z |
| Or beast in stall | Z |
| Thou took'st from all that thou mightst give to all | Z |
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| O steadfast dweller on the selfsame spot | V |
| Where thou wast born that still repinest not | V |
| Type of the home fond heart the happy lot | V |
| Deeply thy mild content rebukes the land | V |
| Whose flimsy homes built on the shifting sand | V |
| Of trade for ever rise and fall | Z |
| With alternation whimsical | A2 |
| Enduring scarce a day | V |
| Then swept away | V |
| By swift engulfments of incalculable tides | C |
| Whereon capricious Commerce rides | C |
| Look thou substantial spirit of content | V |
| Across this little vale thy continent | V |
| To where beyond the mouldering mill | B2 |
| Yon old deserted Georgian hill | B2 |
| Bares to the sun his piteous aged crest | V |
| And seamy breast | V |
| By restless hearted children left to lie | G |
| Untended there beneath the heedless sky | G |
| As barbarous folk expose their old to die | G |
| Upon that generous rounding side | V |
| With gullies scarified | V |
| Where keen Neglect his lash hath plied | V |
| Dwelt one I knew of old who played at toil | C2 |
| And gave to coquette Cotton soul and soil | C2 |
| Scorning the slow reward of patient grain | D2 |
| He sowed his heart with hopes of swifter gain | D2 |
| Then sat him down and waited for the rain | D2 |
| He sailed in borrowed ships of usury | H |
| A foolish Jason on a treacherous sea | H |
| Seeking the Fleece and finding misery | H |
| Lulled by smooth rippling loans in idle trance | C |
| He lay content that unthrift Circumstance | C |
| Should plough for him the stony field of Chance | C |
| Yea gathering crops whose worth no man might tell | E2 |
| He staked his life on games of Buy and Sell | E2 |
| And turned each field into a gambler's hell | E2 |
| Aye as each year began | F2 |
| My farmer to the neighboring city ran | F2 |
| Passed with a mournful anxious face | C |
| Into the banker's inner place | C |
| Parleyed excused pleaded for longer grace | C |
| Railed at the drought the worm the rust the grass | C |
| Protested ne'er again 'twould come to pass | C |
| With many an 'oh' and 'if' and 'but alas' | C |
| Parried or swallowed searching questions rude | V |
| And kissed the dust to soften Dives's mood | V |
| At last small loans by pledges great renewed | V |
| He issues smiling from the fatal door | G2 |
| And buys with lavish hand his yearly store | G2 |
| Till his small borrowings will yield no more | G2 |
| Aye as each year declined | V |
| With bitter heart and ever brooding mind | V |
| He mourned his fate unkind | V |
| In dust in rain with might and main | D2 |
| He nursed his cotton cursed his grain | D2 |
| Fretted for news that made him fret again | H2 |
| Snatched at each telegram of Future Sale | I2 |
| And thrilled with Bulls' or Bears' alternate wail | I2 |
| In hope or fear alike for ever pale | I2 |
| And thus from year to year through hope and fear | J2 |
| With many a curse and many a secret tear | W |
| Striving in vain his cloud of debt to clear | J2 |
| At last | V |
| He woke to find his foolish dreaming past | V |
| And all his best of life the easy prey | V |
| Of squandering scamps and quacks that lined his way | V |
| With vile array | V |
| From rascal statesman down to petty knave | S |
| Himself at best for all his bragging brave | S |
| A gamester's catspaw and a banker's slave | S |
| Then worn and gray and sick with deep unrest | V |
| He fled away into the oblivious West | V |
| Unmourned unblest | V |
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| Old hill old hill thou gashed and hairy Lear | J2 |
| Whom the divine Cordelia of the year | J2 |
| E'en pitying Spring will vainly strive to cheer | J2 |
| King that no subject man nor beast may own | J |
| Discrowned undaughtered and alone | J |
| Yet shall the great God turn thy fate | V |
| And bring thee back into thy monarch state | V |
| And majesty immaculate | V |
| Lo through hot waverings of the August morn | K |
| Thou givest from thy vasty sides forlorn | K |
| Visions of golden treasuries of corn | K |
| Ripe largesse lingering for some bolder heart | V |
| That manfully shall take thy part | V |
| And tend thee | H |
| And defend thee | H |
| With antique sinew and with modern art | V |
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| Sunnyside Georgia August | V |
Sidney Lanier
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