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The Wild Huntsman Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The Wildgrave winds his bugle horn	A
To horse to horse halloo halloo	B
His fiery courser snuffs the morn	A
And thronging serfs their lord pursue	C
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The eager pack from couples freed	D
Dash through the bush the brier the brake	E
While answering hound and horn and steed	D
The mountain echoes startling wake	E
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The beams of God's own hallow'd day	F
Had painted yonder spire with gold	G
And called sinful man to pray	F
Loud long and deep the bell had toll'd	G
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But still the Wildgrave onward rides	H
Halloo halloo and hark again	I
When spurring from opposing sides	H
Two Stranger Horsemen join the train	J
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Who was each Stranger left and right	K
Well may I guess but dare not tell	B
The right hand steed was silver white	K
The left the swarthy hue of hell	B
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The right hand Horseman young and fair	L
His smile was like the morn of May	F
The left from eye of tawny glare	L
Shot midnight lightning's lurid ray	F
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He waved his huntsman's cap on high	M
Cried 'Welcome welcome noble lord	N
What sport can earth or sea or sky	M
To match the princely chase afford '	-
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'Cease thy loud bugle's changing knell '	-
Cried the fair youth with silver voice	O
'And for devotion's choral swell	B
Exchange the rude unhallow'd noise	P
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'To day the ill omen'd chase forbear	F
Yon bell yet summons to the fane	J
To day the Warning Spirit hear	F
To morrow thou mayst mourn in vain '	-
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'Away and sweep the glades along '	-
The Sable Hunter hoarse replies	Q
'To muttering monks leave matin song	R
And bells and books and mysteries '	-
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The Wildgrave spurr'd his ardent steed	D
And launching forward with a bound	S
'Who for thy drowsy priestlike rede	S
Would leave the jovial horn and hound	S
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'Hence if our manly sport offend	S
With pious fools go chant and pray	F
Well hast thou spoke my dark brow'd friend	S
Halloo halloo and hark away '	-
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The Wildgrave spurr'd his courser light	S
O'er moss and moor o'er holt and hill	B
And on the left and on the right	S
Each Stranger Horseman follow'd still	B
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Up springs from yonder tangled thorn	A
A stag more white than mountain snow	T
A louder rung the Wildgrave's horn	A
'Hark forward forward holla ho '	-
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A heedless wretch has cross'd the way	F
He gasps the thundering hoofs below	T
But live who can or die who may	F
Still 'Forward forward ' on they go	T
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See where yon simple fences meet	S
A field with Autumn's blessings crown'd	S
See prostrate at the Wildgrave's feet	S
A husbandman with toil embrown'd	S
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'O mercy mercy noble lord	S
Spare the poor's pittance ' was his cry	F
'Earn'd by the sweat these brows have pour'd	S
In scorching hour of fierce July '	-
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Earnest the right hand Stranger pleads	U
The left still cheering to the prey	F
The impetuous Earl no warning heeds	U
But furious holds the onward way	F
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'Away thou hound so basely born	A
Or dread the scourge's echoing blow '	-
Then loudly rung his bugle horn	A
'Hark forward forward holla ho '	-
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So said so done A single bound	S
Clears the poor labourer's humble pale	B
Wild follows man and horse and hound	S
Like dark December's stormy gale	B
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And man and horse and hound and horn	A
Destructive sweep the field along	R
While joying o'er the wasted corn	A
Fell Famine marks the maddening throng	R
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Again uproused the timorous prey	F
Scours moss and moor and holt and hill	B
Hard run he feels his strength decay	F
And trusts for life his simple skill	B
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Too dangerous solitude appear'd	S
He seeks the shelter of the crowd	S
Amid the flock's domestic herd	S
His harmless head he hopes to shroud	S
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O'er moss and moor and holt and hilt	S
His track the steady blood hounds trace	V
O'er moss and moor unwearied still	B
The furious Earl pursues the chase	V
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Full lowly did the herdsman fall	B
'O spare thou noble Baron spare	F
These herds a widow's little all	B
These flocks an orphan's fleecy care '	-
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Earnest the right hand Stranger pleads	U
The left still cheering to the prey	F
The Earl nor prayer nor pity heeds	U
But furious keeps the onward way	F
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'Unmanner'd dog To stop my sport	S
Vain were thy cant and beggar whine	W
Though human spirits of thy sort	S
Were tenants of these carrion kine '	-
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Again he winds his bugle horn	A
'Hark forward forward holla ho '	-
And through the herd in ruthless scorn	A
He cheers his furious hounds to go	T
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In heaps the throttled victims fall	B
Down sinks their mangled herdsman near	F
The murderous cries the stag appal	B
Again he starts new nerved by fear	F
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With blood besmear'd and white with foam	X
While big the tears of anguish pour	F
He seeks amid the forest's gloom	Y
The humble hermit's hallow'd bower	F
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But man and horse and horn and hound	S
Fast rattling on his traces go	T
The sacred chapel rung around	S
With 'Hark away and holla ho '	-
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All mild amid the rout profane	J
The holy hermit pour'd his prayer	F
'Forbear with blood God's house to stain	J
Revere his altar and forbear	F
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'The meanest brute has rights to plead	S
Which wrong'd by cruelty or pride	S
Draw vengeance on the ruthless head	S
Be warn'd at length and turn aside '	-
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Still the Fair Horseman anxious pleads	U
The Black wild whooping points the prey	F
Alas the Earl no warning heeds	U
But frantic keeps the forward way	F
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'Holy or not or right or wrong	R
Thy altar and its rites I spurn	Z
Not sainted martyr's sacred song	R
Not God himself shall make me turn '	-
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He spurs his horse he winds his horn	A
'Hark forward forward holla ho '	-
But off on whirlwind's pinions borne	A
The stag the hut the hermit go	T
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And horse and man and horn and hound	S
And clamour of the chase was gone	A2
For hoofs and howls and bugle sound	S
A deadly silence reign'd alone	B2
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Wild gazed the affrighted Earl around	S
He strove in vain to wake his horn	A
In vain to call for not a sound	S
Could from his anxious lips be borne	A
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He listens for his trusty hounds	C2
No distant baying reach'd his ears	D2
His courser rooted to the ground	S
The quickening spur unmindful bears	E2
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Still dark and darker frown the shades	F2
Dark as the darkness of the grave	G2
And not a sound the still invades	F2
Save what a distant torrent gave	G2
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High o'er the sinner's humbled head	S
At length the solemn silence broke	H2
And from a cloud of swarthy red	S
The awful voice of thunder spoke	H2
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'Oppressor of creation fair	F
Apostate Spirits' harden'd tool	B
Scorner of God Scourge of the poor	F
The measure of thy cup is full	B
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'Be chased for ever through the wood	S
For ever roam the affrighted wild	S
And let thy fate instruct the proud	S
God's meanest creature is his child '	-
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'Twas hush'd One flash of sombre glare	F
With yellow tinged the forests brown	I2
Uprose the Wildgrave's bristling hair	F
And horror chill'd each nerve and bone	B2
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Cold pour'd the sweat in freezing rill	B
A rising wind began to sing	J2
And louder louder louder still	B
Brought storm and tempest on its wing	J2
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Earth heard the call her entrails rend	S
From yawning rifts with many a yell	B
Mix'd with sulphureous flames ascend	S
The misbegotten dogs of hell	B
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What ghastly Huntsman next arose	K2
Well may I guess but dare not tell	B
His eye like midnight lightning glows	K2
His steed the swarthy hue of hell	B
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The Wildgrave flies o'er bush and thorn	A
With many a shriek of helpless woe	T
Behind him hound and horse and horn	A
And 'Hark away and holla ho '	-
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With wild despair's reverted eye	F
Close close behind he marks the throng	R
With bloody fangs and eager cry	F
In frantic fear he scours along	R
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Still still shall last the dreadful chase	V
Till time itself shall have an end	S
By day they scour earth's cavern'd space	V
At midnight's witching hour ascend	S
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This is the horn and hound and horse	L2
That oft the lated peasant hears	M2
Appall'd he signs the frequent cross	N2
When the wild din invades his ears	D2
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The wakeful priest oft drops a tear	F
For human pride for human woe	T
When at his midnight mass he hears	M2
The infernal cry of 'Holla ho '	-