Dead-maid's-pool Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCBCDDAC EFGFHHIGGJGJI EGKIKGGGLMGGGG NNOPGGOGGJGGQQGER EE AAGSTTUGGVEEEWXWSSGG GWWXYWGZGZYHA2HA2B2G B2G WWWWWW WC2D2E2E2 F2JGJ JJGGG2G2 G2C2H2G2G2GGG2I2HGGG GJ2H WK2L2M2N2GGGL2K2N2D2 GO2P2GB2WGGG WBWBJQ2WWWWWWWWWR2WR 2GGGGOGGOS2S2W WWWKGGK2KK2WK2 T2T2WK2K2GWWG GK2WK2GWK2K2WWOh water water water deep and still | A |
In this hollow of the hill | A |
Thou helenge well o'er which the long reeds lean | B |
Here a stream and there a stream | C |
And thou so still between | B |
Thro' thy coloured dream | C |
Thro' the drown d face | D |
Of this lone leafy place | D |
Down down so deep and chill | A |
I see the pebbles gleam | C |
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Ash tree ash tree | E |
Bending o'er the well | F |
Why there thou bendest | G |
Kind hearts can tell | F |
'Tis that the pool is deep | H |
'Tis that a single leap | H |
And the pool closes | I |
And in the solitude | G |
Of this wild mountain wood | G |
None none would hear her cry | J |
From this bank where she stood | G |
To that peak in the sky | J |
Where the cloud dozes | I |
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Ash tree ash tree | E |
That art so sweet and good | G |
If any creeping thing | K |
Among the summer games in the wild roses | I |
Fall from its airy swing | K |
While all its pigmy kind | G |
Watch from some imminent rose leaf half uncurled | G |
I know thou hast it full in mind | G |
While yet the drowning minim lives | L |
And blots the shining water where it strives | M |
To touch it with a finger soft and kind | G |
As when the gentle sun ere day is hot | G |
Feels for a little shadow in a grot | G |
And gives it to the shades behind the world | G |
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And oh if some poor fool | N |
Should seek the fatal pool | N |
Thine arms ah yes I know | O |
For this thou watchest days and months and years | P |
For this dost bend beside | G |
The lone and lorn well side | G |
The guardian angel of the doom below | O |
Content if once an age thy helping hand | G |
May lift repentant madness to the land | G |
Content to hear the cry | J |
Of living love from lips that would have died | G |
To seem awhile endowed | G |
With all thy limbs did save | Q |
And in that voice they drew out of the grave | Q |
To feel thy dumb desire for once released aloud | G |
And all thy muffled century | E |
Repaid in one wild hour of sobs and smiles and tears | R |
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Aye aye I envy thee | E |
Pitiful ash tree | E |
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Water water water deep and still | A |
In the hollow of the hill | A |
Water water well I wot | G |
Thro' the weary hours | S |
Well I wot thee lying there | T |
As fair as false as false as fair | T |
The crows they fly o'er | U |
The small birds flit about | G |
The stream it ripples in the stream it ripples out | G |
But what eye ever knew | V |
A rinkle wimple thee | E |
And what eye shall see | E |
A rinkle wimple thee | E |
Evermore | W |
Thro' thy gauds and mocks | X |
All thy thin enchantment thro' | W |
The green delusion of thy bowers | S |
The cold flush of thy feign d flowers | S |
All the treacherous state | G |
Of fair things small and great | G |
That are and are not | G |
Well I wot thee shining there | W |
As fair as false as false as fair | W |
Thro' the liquid rocks | X |
Thro' the watery trees | Y |
Thro' the grass that never grew | W |
Thro' a face God never made | G |
Thro' the frequent gain and loss | Z |
Of the cold cold shine and shade | G |
Thro' the subtle fern and moss | Z |
Thro' the humless hiveless bees | Y |
Round the ghosts of buds asleep | H |
Thro' the disembodied rose | A2 |
Waving waving in the deep | H |
Where never wind blows | A2 |
I look down and see far down | B2 |
In clear depths that do nothing hide | G |
Green in green and brown in brown | B2 |
The long fish turn and glide | G |
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Ash tree ash tree | W |
Bending o'er the water | W |
Ash tree ash tree | W |
Hadst thou a daughter | W |
Ash tree ash tree let me draw near | W |
Ash tree ash tree a word in thine ear | W |
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Thou art wizen and white ash tree | W |
Other trees have gone on | C2 |
Have gathered and grown | D2 |
Have bourgeoned and borne | E2 |
Thou hast wasted and worn | E2 |
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Thy knots are all eyes | F2 |
Every knot a dumb eye | J |
That has seen a sight | G |
And heard a cry | J |
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Thy leaves are dry | J |
The summer has not gone by | J |
But they're withered and dead | G |
Like locks round a head | G |
That is bald with a secret sin | G2 |
That is scorched by a hell within | G2 |
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Thy skin | G2 |
Is withered and wan | C2 |
Like a guilty man | H2 |
It was thin | G2 |
Aye silken and thin | G2 |
It is houghed | G |
And ploughed | G |
Like a murderer's skin | G2 |
Thou hast no shoots nor wands | I2 |
All thy arms turn to the deep | H |
All thy twigs are crooked | G |
Twined and twisted | G |
Fingered and fisted | G |
Like one who had looked | G |
On wringing hands | J2 |
'Till his hands were wrung in his sleep | H |
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Pardon my doubt of thee | W |
What is this | K2 |
In the very groove | L2 |
Of thy right arm | M2 |
There is not a snake | N2 |
So yellow and red | G |
There is not a toad | G |
So sappy and dread | G |
It doth not move | L2 |
It doth not hiss | K2 |
Ash tree for God's sake | N2 |
Hast thou known | D2 |
What hath not been said | G |
And the summer sun | O2 |
Cannot keep it warm | P2 |
And the living wood | G |
Cannot shut it down | B2 |
And it grows out of thee | W |
And will be told | G |
Bloody as blood | G |
And yellow as gold | G |
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Ash tree ash tree | W |
That once wert so green | B |
Ash tree ash tree | W |
What hast thou seen | B |
Was I a mother nay or aye | J |
Am I childless aye nor nay | Q2 |
Ash tree ash tree | W |
Bending o'er the water | W |
Ash tree ash tree | W |
Give me my daughter | W |
Curse the water | W |
Curse thee | W |
Ash tree | W |
Bending o'er the water | W |
Leaf on the tree | W |
Flower on the stem | R2 |
Curse thee | W |
And curse them | R2 |
Trunk and shoot | G |
Herb and weed | G |
Bud and fruit | G |
Blossom and seed | G |
Above and below | O |
About and about | G |
Inside and out | G |
Grown and to grow | O |
Curse you all | S2 |
Great and small | S2 |
That cannot give back my daughter | W |
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But if there were any | W |
Among so many | W |
Any small thing that did lie sweet for her | W |
Any newt or marish worm that shrinking | K |
Under the pillow of the water weed | G |
Left her a cleaner bed | G |
Any least leaves that fell with little plashes | K2 |
And sinking sinking | K |
Sank soft and slow and settled on her lashes | K2 |
And did what was so meet for her | W |
Them I do not curse | K2 |
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See see up the glen | T2 |
The evening sun agen | T2 |
It falls upon the water | W |
It falls upon the grass | K2 |
Thro' the birches thro' the firs | K2 |
Thro' the alders catching gold | G |
Thro' the bracken and the brier | W |
Goes the evening fire | W |
To the bush linnet's nest | G |
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There between us and the west | G |
Dost thou see the angels pass | K2 |
Thro' the air with streaming hair | W |
The golden angels pass | K2 |
Hold hold for mercy hold | G |
I know thee ah I know thee | W |
I know thou wilt not pass me so | K2 |
The gray old woman is ready to go | K2 |
Call me to thee call me to thee | W |
My daughter oh my daughter | W |
Sydney Thompson Dobell
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