To Hope Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABACDDCEFEFGGFHHII HHBBBAIAIAJKJLKLIIMN OPHHQQHEHEEHRHRSSHEH EE

Oh take young Seraph take thy harpA
And play to me so cheerilyB
For grief is dark and care is sharpA
And life wears on so wearilyB
Oh take thy harpA
Oh sing as thou wert wont to doC
When all youth's sunny season longD
I sat and listened to thy songD
And yet 'twas ever ever newC
With magic in its heaven tuned stringE
The future bliss thy constant themeF
Oh then each little woe took wingE
Away like phantoms of a dreamF
As if each soundG
That flutter'd roundG
Had floated over Lethe's streamF
By all those bright and happy hoursH
We spent in life's sweet eastern bow'rsH
Where thou wouldst sit and smile and showI
Ere buds were come where flowers would blowI
And oft anticipate the riseH
Of life's warm sun that scaled the skiesH
By many a story of love and gloryB
And friendships promised oft to meB
By all the faith I lent to theeB
Oh take young Seraph take thy harpA
And play to me so cheerilyI
For grief is dark and care is sharpA
And life wears on so wearilyI
Oh take thy harpA
Perchance the strings will sound less clearJ
That long have lain neglected byK
In sorrow's misty atmosphereJ
It ne'er may speak as it hath spokenL
Such joyous notes so brisk and highK
But are its golden chords all brokenL
Are there not some though weak and lowI
To play a lullaby to woeI
But thou canst sing of love no moreM
For Celia show'd that dream was vainN
And many a fancied bliss is o'erO
That comes not e'en in dreams againP
Alas alasH
How pleasures passH
And leave thee now no subject saveQ
The peace and bliss beyond the graveQ
Then be thy flight among the skiesH
Take then oh take the skylark's wingE
And leave dull earth and heavenward riseH
O'er all its tearful clouds and singE
On skylark's wingE
Another life spring there adornsH
Another youth without the dreadR
Of cruel care whose crown of thornsH
Is here for manhood's aching headR
Oh there are realms of welcome dayS
A world where tears are wiped awayS
Then be thy flight among the skiesH
Take then oh take the skylark's wingE
And leave dull earth and heavenward riseH
O'er all its tearful clouds and singE
On skylark's wingE

Thomas Hood



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