The Song Of The Chattahoochee. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEECAB AB BE FEA ABGBGHHGA ABIBIJJIAB ABCBCKKCAB| Out of the hills of Habersham | A |
| Down the valleys of Hall | B |
| I hurry amain to reach the plain | C |
| Run the rapid and leap the fall | B |
| Split at the rock and together again | D |
| Accept my bed or narrow or wide | E |
| And flee from folly on every side | E |
| With a lover's pain to attain the plain | C |
| Far from the hills of Habersham | A |
| Far from the valleys of Hall | B |
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| All down the hills of Habersham | A |
| All through the valleys of Hall | B |
| The rushes cried Abide abide ' | - |
| The willful waterweeds held me thrall | B |
| The laving laurel turned my tide | E |
| The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay ' | - |
| The dewberry dipped for to work delay | F |
| And the little reeds sighed Abide abide | E |
| Here in the hills of Habersham | A |
| Here in the valleys of Hall ' | - |
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| High o'er the hills of Habersham | A |
| Veiling the valleys of Hall | B |
| The hickory told me manifold | G |
| Fair tales of shade the poplar tall | B |
| Wrought me her shadowy self to hold | G |
| The chestnut the oak the walnut the pine | H |
| Overleaning with flickering meaning and sign | H |
| Said Pass not so cold these manifold | G |
| Deep shades of the hills of Habersham | A |
| These glades in the valleys of Hall ' | - |
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| And oft in the hills of Habersham | A |
| And oft in the valleys of Hall | B |
| The white quartz shone and the smooth brook stone | I |
| Did bar me of passage with friendly brawl | B |
| And many a luminous jewel lone | I |
| Crystals clear or a cloud with mist | J |
| Ruby garnet and amethyst | J |
| Made lures with the lights of streaming stone | I |
| In the clefts of the hills of Habersham | A |
| In the beds of the valleys of Hall | B |
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| But oh not the hills of Habersham | A |
| And oh not the valleys of Hall | B |
| Avail I am fain for to water the plain | C |
| Downward the voices of Duty call | B |
| Downward to toil and be mixed with the main | C |
| The dry fields burn and the mills are to turn | K |
| And a myriad flowers mortally yearn | K |
| And the lordly main from beyond the plain | C |
| Calls o'er the hills of Habersham | A |
| Calls through the valleys of Hall | B |
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Sidney Lanier
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