Crazed Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FBGH IJKLM MNOPQ RMLKST MUVMW RXYZA2 XB2C2D2E2F2XG2 PMMH2I2LPEPP J2JPK2 L2M2JA2 N2KPO2MD2P A2PPPMA2 PK2A2 PP2J PMM JM Q2PN2 R2PS2 RA2BJ PMB2 T2 B U2V2P JPPN2W2PX2LPPTA2N2MM Y2JPPZ2JM W2N2 H2PP PPJ A3GA2 PPB3P PPA2P BN2PZ2C3T2N2P PMD3M2E3MN2 F3MJG3A2 F3N2MG3H3PPPI3| 'The Spring again hath started on the course | A |
| Wherein she seeketh Summer thro' the Earth | B |
| I will arise and go upon my way | C |
| It may be that the leaves of Autumn hid | D |
| His footsteps from me it may be the snows | E |
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| 'He is not dead There was no funeral | F |
| I wore no weeds He must be in the Earth | B |
| Oh where is he that I may come to him | G |
| And he may charm the fever of my brain | H |
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| 'Oh Spring I hope that thou wilt be my friend | I |
| Thro' the long weary Summer I toiled sore | J |
| Having much sorrow of the envious woods | K |
| And groves that burgeoned round me where I came | L |
| And when I would have seen him shut him in | M |
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| 'Also the Honeysuckle and wild bine | M |
| Being in love did hide him from my sight | N |
| The Ash tree bent above him vicious weeds | O |
| Withheld me Willows in the River wind | P |
| Hissed at me by the twilight waving wands | Q |
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| 'Also for I have told thee oh dear Spring | R |
| Thou knowest after I had sunk outworn | M |
| In the late summer gloom till Autumn came | L |
| I looked up in the light of burning Woods | K |
| And entered on my wayfare when I saw | S |
| Gold on the ground and glory in the trees | T |
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| 'And all my further journey thou dost know | M |
| My toils and outcries as the lusty world | U |
| Grew thin to winter and my ceaseless feet | V |
| In vales and on stark hills till the first snow | M |
| Fell and the large rain of the latter leaves | W |
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| 'I hope that thou wilt be my friend oh Spring | R |
| And give me service of thy winds and streams | X |
| It needs must be that he will hear thy voice | Y |
| For thou art much as I was when he woo'd | Z |
| And won me long ago beside the Dee | A2 |
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| 'If he should bend above you oh ye streams | X |
| And anywhere you look up into eyes | B2 |
| And think the star of love hath found her mate | C2 |
| And know because of day they are not stars | D2 |
| Oh streams they are the eyes of my beloved | E2 |
| Oh murmur as I murmured once of old | F2 |
| And he will stay beside you oh ye streams | X |
| And I shall clasp him when my day is come | G2 |
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| 'Likewise I charge thee west wind zephyr wind | P |
| If thou shalt hear a voice more sweet than thine | M |
| About a sunset rosetree deep in June | M |
| Sweeter than thine oh wind when thou dost leap | H2 |
| Into the tree with passion putting by | I2 |
| The maiden leaves that ruffle round their dame | L |
| And singest and art silent having dropt | P |
| In pleasure on the bosom of the rose | E |
| Oh wind it is the voice of my beloved | P |
| Wake wake and bear me to the voice oh wind | P |
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| 'Moreover I do think that the spring birds | J2 |
| Will be my willing servants Wheresoe'er | J |
| There mourns a hen bird that hath lost her mate | P |
| Her will I tell my sorrow weeping hers | K2 |
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| 'And if it be a Lark whereto I speak | L2 |
| She shall be ware of how my Love went up | M2 |
| Sole singing to the cloud and evermore | J |
| I hear his song but him I cannot see | A2 |
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| 'And if it be a female Nightingale | N2 |
| That pineth in the depth of silent woods | K |
| I also will complain to her that night | P |
| Is still And of the creeping of the winds | O2 |
| And of the sullen trees and of the lone | M |
| Dumb Dark And of the listening of the stars | D2 |
| What have we done what have we done oh Night | P |
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| 'Therefore oh Love the summer trees shall be | A2 |
| My watch towers Wheresoe'er thou liest bound | P |
| I will be there For ere the spring be past | P |
| I will have preached my dolour through the land | P |
| And not a bird but shall have all my woe | M |
| And whatsoever hath my woe hath me | A2 |
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| 'I charge you oh ye flowers fresh from the dead | P |
| Declare if ye have seen him You pale flowers | K2 |
| Why do you quake and hang the head like me | A2 |
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| 'You pallid flowers why do ye watch the dust | P |
| And tremble Ah you met him in your caves | P2 |
| And shrank out shuddering on the wintry air | J |
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| 'Snowdrops you need not gaze upon the ground | P |
| Fear not He will not follow ye for then | M |
| I should be happy who am doomed to woe | M |
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| 'Only I bid ye say that he is there | J |
| That I may know my grief is to be borne | M |
| And all my Fate is but the common lot ' | - |
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| She sat down on a bank of Primroses | Q2 |
| Swayed to and fro as in a wind of Thought | P |
| That moaned about her murmuring alow | N2 |
| 'The common lot oh for the common lot ' | - |
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| Thus spake she and behold a gust of grief | R2 |
| Smote her As when at night the dreaming wind | P |
| Starts up enraged and shakes the Trees and sleeps | S2 |
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| 'Oh early Rain oh passion of strong crying | R |
| Say dost thou weep oh Rain for him or me | A2 |
| Alas thou also goest to the Earth | B |
| And enterest as one brought home by fear | J |
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| 'Rude with much woe with expectation wild | P |
| So dashest thou the doors and art not seen | M |
| Whose burial did they speak of in the skies | B2 |
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| 'I would that there were any grass green grave | T2 |
| Where I might stand and say 'Here lies my Love ' | - |
| And sigh and look down to him thro' the Earth | B |
| And look up thro' the clearing skies and smile ' | - |
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| Then the Day passed from bearing up the Heavens | U2 |
| The sky descended on the Mountain tops | V2 |
| Unclouded and the stars embower'd the Night | P |
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| Darkness did flood the Valley flooding her | J |
| And when the face of her great grief was hid | P |
| Her callow heart that like a nestling bird | P |
| Clamoured sank down with plaintive pipe and slow | N2 |
| Her cry was like a strange fowl in the dark | W2 |
| 'Alas Night ' said she then like a faint ghost | P |
| As tho' the owl did hoot upon the hills | X2 |
| 'Alas Night ' On the murky silence came | L |
| Her voice like a white sea mew on the waste | P |
| Of the dark deep a sudden seen and lost | P |
| Upon the barren expanse of mid seas | T |
| Black with the Thunder 'Alas Night ' said she | A2 |
| 'Alas Night ' Then the stagnant season lay | N2 |
| From hill to hill But when the waning Moon | M |
| Rose she began with hasty step to run | M |
| The wintry mead a wounded bird that seeks | Y2 |
| To hide its head when all the trees are bare | J |
| Silent for all her strength did bear her dread | P |
| Silent save when with bursting heart she cried | P |
| Like one who wrestles in the dark with fiends | Z2 |
| 'Alas Night ' With a dim wild voice of fear | J |
| As though she saw her sorrow by the moon | M |
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| The morning dawns and earlier than the Lark | W2 |
| She murmureth sadder than the Nightingale | N2 |
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| 'I would I could believe me in that sleep | H2 |
| When on our bridal morn I thought him dead | P |
| And dreamed and shrieked and woke upon his breast | P |
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| 'Oh God I cannot think that I am blind | P |
| I think I see the beauty of the world | P |
| Perchance but I am blind and he is near | J |
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| 'Even as I felt his arm before I woke | A3 |
| And clinging to his bosom called on him | G |
| And wept and knew and knew not it was he | A2 |
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| 'I do thank God I think that I am blind | P |
| There is a darkness thick about my heart | P |
| And all I seem to see is as a dream | B3 |
| My lids have closed and have shut in the world | P |
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| 'Oh Love I pray thee take me by the hand | P |
| I stretch my hand oh Love and quake with dread | P |
| I thrust it and I know not where Ah me | A2 |
| What shall not seize the dark hand of the blind | P |
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| 'How know I being blind I am on Earth | B |
| I am in Hell in Hell oh Love I feel | N2 |
| There is a burning gulph before my feet | P |
| I dare not stir and at my back the fiends | Z2 |
| I wind my arms my arms that demons scorch | C3 |
| Round this poor breast and all that thou shouldst save | T2 |
| From rapine Husband I cry out from Hell | N2 |
| There is a gulph They seize my flesh ' She shrieked | P |
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| 'I will sink down here where I stand All round | P |
| How know I but the burning pit doth yawn | M |
| Here will I shrink and shrink to no more space | D3 |
| Than my feet cover ' She wept 'So much up | M2 |
| My mortal touch makes honest Oh my Life | E3 |
| My Lord my Husband Fool that cryest in vain | M |
| Ah Angel What hast thou to do with Hell | N2 |
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| 'And yet I do not ask thee oh my Love | F3 |
| To lead me to thee where thou art in Heaven | M |
| Only I would that thou shouldst be my star | J |
| And whatsoever Fate thy beams dispense | G3 |
| I am content It shall be good to me | A2 |
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| 'But tho' I may not see thee oh my Love | F3 |
| Yea though mine eyes return and miss thee still | N2 |
| And thou shouldst take another shape than thine | M |
| Have pity on my lot and lead me hence | G3 |
| Where I may think of thee To the old fields | H3 |
| And wonted valleys where we once were blest | P |
| Oh Love all day I hear them out of sight | P |
| The far Home where the Past abideth yet | P |
| Beside the stream that prates of other days | I3 |
Sydney Thompson Dobell
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