I Wonder Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABAB CDCDD EFEFF GHGHH IJIJJ KLKLL BMBMM NHNHH BOBOO CLCLL PQPQQ QLQLL RSRSS LTLTT QUQUU VLVVV

I wonder if in that far isleA
Some child is growing now like meB
When I was child care pricked yet healed the whileA
With balm of rock and seaB
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I wonder if the purple ringC
That rises on a belt of blueD
Provokes the little bashful thingC
To guess what may ensueD
When he has pierced the screen and holds the further clueD
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I wonder if beyond the vergeE
He dim conjectures England's coastF
The land of Edwards and of Henries scourgeE
Of insolent foemen at the mostF
Faint caught where Cumbria looms a geographic ghostF
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I wonder if to him the sycamoreG
Is full of green and tender lightH
If the gnarled ash stands stunted at the doorG
By salt sea blast defrauded of its rightH
If budding larches feed the hunger of his sightH
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I wonder if to him the dewy globesI
Like mercury nestle in the caper leafJ
If when the white narcissus dons its robesI
It soothes his childish griefJ
If silver plates the birch gold rustles in the sheafJ
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I wonder if to him the heath clad mountainK
With crimson pigment fills the sensuous cellsL
If like full bubbles from an emerald fountainK
Gorse bloom luxuriant wellsL
If God with trenchant forms the insolent lushness quellsL
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I wonder if the hills are long and lonelyB
That North from South divideM
I wonder if he thinks that it is onlyB
The hither slope where men abideM
Unto all mortal homes refused the other sideM
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I wonder if some day he chance conductedN
Attains the vantage of the utmost heightH
And by his own discovery instructedN
Sees grassy plain and cottage whiteH
Each human sign and pledge that feeds him with delightH
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At eventide when lads with lasses dallyB
And milking Pei sits singing at the pailO
I wonder if he hears along the valleyB
The wind's sad sough half credulous of the taleO
How from Slieu whallian moans the murdered witches' wailO
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I wonder if to him the Boat descendingC
From the proud East his spirit fillsL
With a strange joy adventurous ardour lendingC
To the mute soul that thrillsL
As booms the herald gun and westward wakes the hillsL
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I wonder if he loves that Captain boldP
Who has the horny handQ
Who swears the mighty oath who well can holdP
Half drunk serene commandQ
And guide his straining bark to refuge of the landQ
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I wonder if he thinks the world has aughtQ
Of strong or nobly wiseL
Like him by whom the invisible land is caughtQ
With instinct true nor storms nor midnight skiesL
Avert the settled aim or daunt the keen empriseL
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I wonder if he deems the English menR
A higher type beyond his reachS
Imperial blood by Heaven ordained with penR
And sword the populous world to teachS
If awed he hears the tones as of an alien speechS
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Or older grown suspects a braggart raceL
Ignores phlegmatic claimT
Of privileged assumption holding baseL
Their technic skill and aimT
And all the prosperous fraud that binds their social frameT
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Young rebel how he pants who knows not whatQ
He hates yet hates all one to himU
If Guelph or Buonaparte or sans culotteQ
If Strafford or if PymU
Usurp the clumsy helm if England sink or swimU
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Ah crude undisciplined when thou shalt knowV
What good is in this England still of joysL
The chiefest count it thou wast nurtured soV
That thou may'st keep the larger equipoiseV
And stand outside these nations and their noiseV

Thomas Edward Brown



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Carrel Sabrina A. Falos: this is actually like a very good poem but as an English teacher and a valedictorian student I will say this is very good and very relaxing to read but I am just worried about the grammar a bit but nice job and keep it up.
 
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