Doubtful Dreams Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC ADADEFEE GHGHIJKJ LMNMOEPE EQEQJRJR LELEESET AUAUEVEV IEKEWXWX ASASEYEY JZJZCZWZ ZAZA2ZB2EB2 C2D2C2D2C2ZC2Z E2EE2ELF2LF2 C2G2C2G2LELE EE2EE2EH2EH2 EZEZRB2EB2 C2C2C2C2EZEZ I2J2I2J2JZJZ C2ZC2ZK2RK2R

Aye snows are rife in DecemberA
And sheaves are in August yetB
And you would have me rememberA
And I would rather forgetB
In the bloom of the May day weatherA
In the blight of October chillC
We were dreamers of old togetherA
As of old are you dreaming stillC
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For nothing on earth is sadderA
Than the dream that cheated the graspD
The flower that turned to the adderA
The fruit that changed to the aspD
When the day spring in darkness closesE
As the sunset fades from the hillsF
With the fragrance of perish'd rosesE
With the music of parch'd up rillsE
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When the sands on the sea shore nourishG
Red clover and yellow cornH
When figs on the thistle flourishG
And grapes grow thick on the thornH
When the dead branch blighted and blastedI
Puts forth green leaves in the springJ
Then the dream that life has outlastedK
Dead comfort to life may bringJ
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I have changed the soil and the seasonL
But whether skies freeze or flameM
The soil they flame on or freeze onN
Is changed in little save nameM
The loadstone points to the nor'wardO
The river runs to the seaE
And you would have me look forwardP
And backward I fain would fleeE
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I remember the bright spring garlandsE
The gold that spangled the greenQ
And the purple on fairy far landsE
And the white and the red bloom seenQ
From the spot where we last lay dreamingJ
Together yourself and IR
The soft grass beneath us gleamingJ
Above us the great grave skyR
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And we spoke thus Though we have troddenL
Rough paths in our boyish yearsE
And some with our sweat are soddenL
And some are salt with our tearsE
Though we stumble still walking blindlyE
Our paths shall be made all straightS
We are weak but the heavens are kindlyE
The skies are compassionateT
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Is the clime of the old land youngerA
Where the young dreams longer are nursedU
With the old insatiable hungerA
With the old unquenchable thirstU
Are you longing as in the old yearsE
We have longed so often in vainV
Fellow toilers still fellow soldiersE
Though the seas have sundered us twainV
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But the young dreams surely have fadedI
Young dreams old dreams of young daysE
Shall the new dream vex us as they didK
Or as things worth censure or praiseE
Real toil is ours real troubleW
Dim dreams of pleasure and prideX
Let the dreams disperse like a bubbleW
So the toil like a dream subsideX
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Vain toil men better and braverA
Rose early and rested lateS
Whose burdens than ours were graverA
And sterner than ours their hateS
What fair reward had AchillesE
What rest could Alcides winY
Vain toil Consider the liliesE
They toil not neither do spinY
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Nor for mortal toiling nor spinningJ
Will the matters of mortals mendZ
As it was so in the beginningJ
It shall be so in the endZ
The web that the weavers weave illC
Shall not be woven arightZ
Till the good is brought forth from evilW
As day is brought forth from nightZ
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Vain dreams for our fathers cherish'dZ
High hopes in the days that wereA
And these men wonder'd and perish'dZ
Nor better than these we fareA2
And our due at last is their dueZ
They fought against odds and fellB2
En avant les enfants perdusE
We fight against odds as wellB2
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The skies Will the great skies care forC2
Our footsteps straighten our pathD2
Or strengthen our weakness WhereforeC2
We have rather incurr'd their wrathD2
When against the Captain of HazorC2
The stars in their courses foughtZ
Did the skies shed merciful rays orC2
With love was the sunshine fraughtZ
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Can they favour man Can they wrong manE2
The unapproachable skiesE
Though these gave strength to the strong manE2
And wisdom gave to the wiseE
When strength is turn'd to derisionL
And wisdom brought to dismayF2
Shall we wake from a troubled visionL
Or rest from a toilsome dayF2
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Nay I cannot tell PeradventureC2
Our very toil is a dreamG2
And the works that we praise or censureC2
It may be they only seemG2
If so I would fain awakenL
Or sleep more soundly than soE
Or by dreamless sleep overtakenL
The dream I would fain foregoE
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For the great things of earth are small thingsE
The longest life is a spanE2
And there is an end to all thingsE
A season to every manE2
Whose glory is dust and ashesE
Whose spirit is but a sparkH2
That out from the darkness flashesE
And flickers out in the darkH2
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We remember the pangs that wrung usE
When some went down to the pitZ
Who faded as leaves among usE
Who flitted as shadows flitZ
What visions under the stone lieR
What dreams in the shroud sleep dwellB2
For we saw the earth pit onlyE
And we heard only the knellB2
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We know not whether they slumberC2
Who waken on earth no moreC2
As the stars of the heights in numberC2
As sands on the deep sea shoreC2
Shall stiffness bind them and starknessE
Enthral them by field and floodZ
Till the sun shall be turn'd to darknessE
And the moon shall be turn'd to bloodZ
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We know not worse may enthral menI2
The wages of sin are deathJ2
And so death passed upon all menI2
For sin was born with man's breathJ2
Then the labourer spent with sinningJ
His hire with his life shall spendZ
For it was so in the beginningJ
And shall be so in the endZ
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There is life in the blacken'd emberC2
While a spark is smouldering yetZ
In a dream e'en now I rememberC2
That dream I had lief forgetZ
I had lief forget I had e'en liefK2
That dream with this doubt should dieR
If we did these things in the green leafK2
what shall be done in the dryR

Adam Lindsay Gordon



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