In The Sugar Bush Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBBDBED FGFGGHGIH JKJKKLKLL MNMNNONPP QRSRRTRTT UVUVVWVMM XFYFFZFZZ VA2VA2A2WA2WW B2A2B2A2A2LA2LL A2C2A2C2C2D2C2D2D2 E2F2E2F2F2QF2QQ G2H2G2H2H2I2H2TI2 J2FJ2FFI2FI2I2 K2FL2FFM2FM2M2 RCRRRRRRR

I halted at the margin of the woodA
For tortuous was the path and overheadB
Low branches hung and roots and fragments rudeC
Of rock hindered the tardy foot I ledB
My timid horse that started at our treadB
And looked about on every side in fearD
Until arising from the jocund shedB
The voice of laughter broke upon our earE
And through the chinks the light shone out as we drew nearD
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I tied the bridle rain about a treeF
And on the ample flatness of a stoneG
Awhile I lay 'Tis very sweet to beF
In social mirth's domain unseen aloneG
Sweet to make others' happiness one's ownG
And he who views the dance from still recessH
Or reads a love tale in a meadow proneG
Secures the joy without the wearinessI
And fills with love's delight nor feels its sore distressH
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This mind detained me in the night but soonJ
Far other thoughts usurped my regal soulK
With the Supreme made fitter to communeJ
When human sympathy illumes the scrollK
And points the secrets of the mighty WholeK
I've spurned the earth to roam the UniverseL
And with the Eternal deadened Time's controlK
For refuge from the shadow of a curseL
Or lust of curious lore than maddest motive worseL
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And Thou Great Essence of all things that areM
Hast been to me most prodigal of graceN
Thou'st smiled on me in many a twinkling starM
The morn hath showered kisses on my faceN
In Nature's arms thy bodily embraceN
Not purest poet hath more fondled beenO
'Tis true that I have often thought to traceN
Instead of peace a harshness in thy mienP
And where I beauty sought discordant sights obsceneP
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But not with aching heart I sought thee nowQ
That thou might'st numb with thy narcotic nightR
The restless pulse oblivious balm bestowS
Infuse this frailty with thy glorious mightR
And blind with beauty to the mortal blightR
Not even wilful love possessed me whenT
Behold thy spirit stole upon my sightR
And ravished me What wonder that my kenT
Forsook this little world of vanity and menT
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And howsoe'er it seemed at other timesU
To my imperfect and diseas d mindV
Which darkened with the shadow of men's crimesU
Thy virtue fancying in thee to findV
Reflection of the ills that shake mankindV
Though on me now a tempest broke and warW
Convulsed the elements I would perceive behindV
Law harmony and purpose That falling starM
Seems sped to be the sun of new formed worlds afarM
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And yet the scene was such as often sharesX
The obscurest soul no wondrous rarityF
The slender maples holding to the starsY
Their outstretched arms as praying silentlyF
A sea of stars a dancing dazzling seaF
Tremendous mighty infinite supremeZ
Emblem of Might Eternity's decreeF
Half crediting the mythologic dreamZ
And making of heaven th' abode that vulgar fancies deemZ
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A common scene perchance but to the mindV
Which Nature hath enlightened with her rayA2
Nothing in her is common Not confinedV
Her beauty to the sparkle and the playA2
Of solitary spring or rare bouquetA2
Of tropic flowers she hath grandeur moreW
Than crowns the mighty peaks of HimalayA2
Or hurtles in the great Niagara's roarW
To me one beam of light can bring a priceless storeW
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Nay more the mind wherein her fulness dwellsB2
Can beauty and sublimity instilA2
In all created things till it excelsB2
Even herself though nurtured at her rillA2
The mind may be a monarch if it willA2
And that of which great Nature is the nurseL
May rule itself subjecting every illA2
And be the Sun all phantoms to disperseL
And scatter glory round Lord of the UniverseL
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What matter whether mortals own his swayA2
He knows his kingdom is not of this worldC2
It is within perchance some purer dayA2
Will see the standard of his soul unfurledC2
When Good surviving sees the Evil hurledC2
To final dissolution and the forceD2
Of worlds no longer round their centres whirledC2
Shall all combine and gather to the sourceD2
To serve some nobler end if such shall have recourseD2
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Rapt in the purple transport of a godE2
Pacing the ether with star treading strideF2
With conscious power imperial purpose shodE2
And iris crowned with radiating prideF2
I seemed to move nay move what throbbing sideF2
Intenses immortality what browQ
Thrills with severe conception deifiedF2
As Pallas sprung Such did the gods allowQ
I fear 'tis half a sin to tell what I do nowQ
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If fire be stolen from Heaven it is notG2
The theft consigns the mortal to the shockH2
Of the Olympian vengeance such the lotG2
Of him whose earthly pride prepares the rockH2
And taints the air where the penal vultures flockH2
Whose after weakness welds the fettering chainI2
Then gods despise and fellow mortals mockH2
And here return me to the theme I've ta'enT
And sing the simple labors of the humble swainI2
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Their voices told they gave me welcome warmJ2
Though oft their faces I can scarcely seeF
For steam clouds now atween us rise and swarmJ2
And rolling upward find their vent in gleeF
Like more alas too eager to be freeF
Who fear to go yet shudder to remainI2
Shall mortal spirits then be lost like yeF
'Tis ours the burning heart the boiling brainI2
Which yield the vapor life But then ye fall in rainI2
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Ye fall in rain ye change but are not lostK2
Ye reach the ocean and the mighty seaF
Absorbs you in her bosom with the hostL2
Who have attested their eternityF
And if this world we quicken so shall weF
When this dim fluttering earthly scene is throughM2
Commingle with the heroic and the freeF
The pure the good the beautiful the trueM2
Whose influence earth surrounds and sheds its freshening dewM2
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I oped the door supposing still 'twas nightR
But what a morn I seemed to half intrudeC
In sacred fane upon a holy riteR
A purpled crimson peached the east and strewedR
The whole horizon round with amethyst huedR
Blue bending tints And as I forward rodeR
And in my hallowed east such vision viewedR
I thought of one o'er whom this glory glowedR
Who like Aurora soon would leave her soft abodeR

W. M. Mackeracher



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