The Count Of Greiers. - From The German Of Uhland. (translations.) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABB CCDD EEFF GGHH IJKK LMNN OOPP IIQQ RRSS TUVV| At morn the Count of Greiers before his castle stands | A |
| He sees afar the glory that lights the mountain lands | A |
| The horned crags are shining and in the shade between | B |
| A pleasant Alpine valley lies beautifully green | B |
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| Oh greenest of the valleys how shall I come to thee | C |
| Thy herdsmen and thy maidens how happy must they be | C |
| I have gazed upon thee coldly all lovely as thou art | D |
| But the wish to walk thy pastures now stirs my inmost heart | D |
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| He hears a sound of timbrels and suddenly appear | E |
| A troop of ruddy damsels and herdsmen drawing near | E |
| They reach the castle greensward and gayly dance across | F |
| The white sleeves flit and glimmer the wreaths and ribands toss | F |
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| The youngest of the maidens slim as a spray of spring | G |
| She takes the young count's fingers and draws him to the ring | G |
| They fling upon his forehead a crown of mountain flowers | H |
| And ho young Count of Greiers this morning thou art ours | H |
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| Then hand in hand departing with dance and roundelay | I |
| Through hamlet after hamlet they lead the Count away | J |
| They dance through wood and meadow they dance across the linn | K |
| Till the mighty Alpine summits have shut the music in | K |
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| The second morn is risen and now the third is come | L |
| Where stays the Count of Greiers has he forgot his home | M |
| Again the evening closes in thick and sultry air | N |
| There's thunder on the mountains the storm is gathering there | N |
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| The cloud has shed its waters the brook comes swollen down | O |
| You see it by the lightning a river wide and brown | O |
| Around a struggling swimmer the eddies dash and roar | P |
| Till seizing on a willow he leaps upon the shore | P |
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| Here am I cast by tempests far from your mountain dell | I |
| Amid our evening dances the bursting deluge fell | I |
| Ye all in cots and caverns have 'scaped the water spout | Q |
| While me alone the tempest o'erwhelmed and hurried out | Q |
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| Farewell with thy glad dwellers green vale among the rocks | R |
| Farewell the swift sweet moments in which I watched thy flocks | R |
| Why rocked they not my cradle in that delicious spot | S |
| That garden of the happy where Heaven endures me not | S |
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| Rose of the Alpine valley I feel in every vein | T |
| Thy soft touch on my fingers oh press them not again | U |
| Bewitch me not ye garlands to tread that upward track | V |
| And thou my cheerless mansion receive thy master back | V |
William Cullen Bryant
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