The Stork Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCB DDEFFE GGHIIH JJCKKC KLHKKH MMNKKN OOKKKK KKKKKK KKKPPK QQKRRK SSKTTK KKKUUK KKUKKU VVWKKW TTCXXC DDYKKY CCWOOW KKNMMNWho can forget fair freedom's bird | A |
That has her genuine praises heard | A |
Confirm'd by frequent proof | B |
The patriot stork is sure to share | C |
The brave Batavian's generous care | C |
While breeding on his roof | B |
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In all her early brightest days | D |
When Holland won immortal praise | D |
Her Spanish tyrant's dread | E |
She play'd not her heroic part | F |
With spirit nobler than the heart | F |
Of one mild bird she bred | E |
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It was a female Stork whose mind | G |
Shew'd all the mother bravely kind | G |
In trial's fiercest hour | H |
This bird had blest her happy lot | I |
High nested on a fisher's cot | I |
As stedfast as a tower | H |
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Her host a man benignly mild | J |
Was happy in a darling child | J |
Who now had woman's air | C |
Her face intelligent and sweet | K |
And her soft bosom was the seat | K |
Of kind courageous care | C |
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The lovely girl was call'd Catau | K |
She joy'd to make her neat hearth glow | L |
For her returning sire | H |
When from his distant toil he hied | K |
To banquet by his daughter's side | K |
Before his evening fire | H |
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The child and parent liv'd alone | M |
Each to the other long had shewn | M |
Such pure and perfect love | N |
Comrades they wanted none beside | K |
Both cherishing with tender pride | K |
Their Stork who built above | N |
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To their high chimney's top she sprung | O |
Protecting there three callow young | O |
Too feeble to descend | K |
But oft she visited the ground | K |
And in her youthful hostess found | K |
A playmate and a friend | K |
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In scenes of social care endear'd | K |
As sure as supper time appear'd | K |
The Stork a ready guest | K |
Was constant at the damsel's side | K |
And she with dainties was supplied | K |
To carry to her nest | K |
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But how among the dearest brood | K |
Calamity will oft intrude | K |
And fairest hopes prevent | K |
How quick can desolation's storm | P |
With horrid agonies deform | P |
The scene of sweet content | K |
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As early one autumnal eve | Q |
Catau was eager to receive | Q |
Her father to his feast | K |
She look'd without her door and saw | R |
Aloft a little blaze of straw | R |
That in the wind encreas'd | K |
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Alas from her high chimney's top | S |
A dangerous spark had chanc'd to drop | S |
And fir'd the fav'rite nest | K |
She sees the affrighted parent fly | T |
Around her young and seem to cry | T |
Oh succour the distrest | K |
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Catau was an heroic maid | K |
Most apt to lend a sufferer aid | K |
With quick ey'd zeal she found | K |
A ladder and a triple fork | U |
On which to lift each callow Stork | U |
And guide them to the ground | K |
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With pity's just and dauntless haste | K |
She mounts the ladder rightly plac'd | K |
She rears the guardian fork | U |
Her heart expands with hope elate | K |
That she shall kindly snatch from fate | K |
Each tender little Stork | U |
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Dear virtuous damsel vainly brave | V |
Thou must resign thy hopes to save | V |
These innocents from death | W |
The faithless ladder breaks the maid | K |
Escaping by angelic aid | K |
Now scarce retains her breath | W |
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Forgetting selfish fear her eye | T |
Is fixt upon the scene on high | T |
With anguish and despair | C |
The dauntless bird with wond'rous skill | X |
A parent's duty to fulfil | X |
Toils in the troubled air | C |
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Two of the callow young she lays | D |
Beyond the peril of the blaze | D |
But while the last she rears | Y |
The other little ones distrest | K |
Crawl back within the burning nest | K |
And aggravate her fears | Y |
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Now in the vex'd and heated air | C |
She draws fresh courage from despair | C |
She sees them gasp for breath | W |
Tho' fiercer flames around her sprung | O |
She settles on her dying young | O |
And welcomes social death | W |
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My glorious bird exclaims the maid | K |
Who her brave fav'rite survey'd | K |
While she expir'd above | N |
I will not at thy lot repine | M |
But rather pray it may be mine | M |
To die with those I love | N |
William Hayley
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