The Oak And The Broom Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDCCCEFGE HIHIJJKLLK MNMNOOPQQP RSRSTTMUUM U VWVWXXGJJG XCXCPPXEEX YZYZA2A2B2C2D2L E2F2E2G2CCXXXX X EHEHPPXXX X H2I2H2I2XXWXXW X J2K2J2K2XXXL2L2

A PastoralA
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HIS simple truths did Andrew gleanB
Beside the babbling rillsC
A careful student he had beenD
Among the woods and hillsC
One winter's night when through the treesC
The wind was roaring on his kneesC
His youngest born did Andrew holdE
And while the rest a ruddy quireF
Were seated round their blazing fireG
This Tale the Shepherd toldE
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'I saw a crag a lofty stoneH
As ever tempest beatI
Out of its head an Oak had grownH
A Broom out of its feetI
The time was March a cheerful noonJ
The thaw wind with the breath of JuneJ
Breathed gently from the warm south westK
When in a voice sedate with ageL
This Oak a giant and a sageL
His neighbour thus addressedK
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III-
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''Eight weary weeks through rock and clayM
Along this mountain's edgeN
The Frost hath wrought both night and dayM
Wedge driving after wedgeN
Look up and think above your headO
What trouble surely will be bredO
Last night I heard a crash 'tis trueP
The splinters took another roadQ
I see them yonder what a loadQ
For such a Thing as youP
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IV-
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''You are preparing as beforeR
To deck your slender shapeS
And yet just three years back no moreR
You had a strange escapeS
Down from yon cliff a fragment brokeT
It thundered down with fire and smokeT
And hitherward pursued its wayM
This ponderous block was caught by meU
And o'er your head as you may seeU
'Tis hanging to this dayM
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VU
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''If breeze or bird to this rough steepV
Your kind's first seed did bearW
The breeze had better been asleepV
The bird caught in a snareW
For you and your green twigs decoyX
The little witless shepherd boyX
To come and slumber in your bowerG
And trust me on some sultry noonJ
Both you and he Heaven knows how soonJ
Will perish in one hourG
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VI-
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''From me this friendly warning take'X
The Broom began to dozeC
And thus to keep herself awakeX
Did gently interposeC
'My thanks for your discourse are dueP
That more than what you say is trueP
I know and I have known it longX
Frail is the bond by which we holdE
Our being whether young or oldE
Wise foolish weak or strongX
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''Disasters do the best we canY
Will reach both great and smallZ
And he is oft the wisest manY
Who is not wise at allZ
For me why should I wish to roamA2
This spot is my paternal homeA2
It is my pleasant heritageB2
My father many a happy yearC2
Spread here his careless blossoms hereD2
Attained a good old ageL
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VIII-
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''Even such as his may be my lotE2
What cause have I to hauntF2
My heart with terrors Am I notE2
In truth a favoured plantG2
On me such bounty Summer poursC
That I am covered o'er with flowersC
And when the Frost is in the skyX
My branches are so fresh and gayX
That you might look at me and sayX
This Plant can never dieX
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IXX
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''The butterfly all green and goldE
To me hath often flownH
Here in my blossoms to beholdE
Wings lovely as his ownH
When grass is chill with rain or dewP
Beneath my shade the mother eweP
Lies with her infant lamb I seeX
The love they to each other makeX
And the sweet joy which they partakeX
It is a joy to me '-
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'Her voice was blithe her heart was lightH2
The Broom might have pursuedI2
Her speech until the stars of nightH2
Their journey had renewedI2
But in the branches of the oakX
Two ravens now began to croakX
Their nuptial song a gladsome airW
And to her own green bower the breezeX
That instant brought two stripling beesX
To rest or murmur thereW
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XIX
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'One night my Children from the northJ2
There came a furious blastK2
At break of day I ventured forthJ2
And near the cliff I passedK2
The storm had fallen upon the OakX
And struck him with a mighty strokeX
And whirled and whirled him far awayX
And in one hospitable cleftL2
The little careless Broom was leftL2
To live for many a day '-

William Wordsworth



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