Paris Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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First London for its myriads for its heightB
Manhattan heaped in towering stalagmiteB
But Paris for the smoothness of the pathsC
That lead the heart unto the heart's delightB
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Fair loiterer on the threshold of those daysD
When there's no lovelier prize the world displaysD
Than having beauty and your twenty yearsE
You have the means to conquer and the waysD
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And coming where the crossroads separateB
And down each vista glories and wonders waitB
Crowning each path with pinnacles so fairF
You know not which to choose and hesitateB
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Oh go to Paris In the midday gloomG
Of some old quarter take a little roomG
That looks off over Paris and its towersH
From Saint Gervais round to the Emperor's TombG
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So high that you can hear a mating doveI
Croon down the chimney from the roof aboveI
See Notre Dame and know how sweet it isJ
To wake between Our Lady and our loveI
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And have a little balcony to bringK
Fair plants to fill with verdure and blossomingK
That sparrows seek to feed from pretty handsL
And swallows circle over in the SpringK
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There of an evening you shall sit at easeM
In the sweet month of flowering chestnut treesM
There with your little darling in your armsN
Your pretty dark eyed Manon or LouiseM
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And looking out over the domes and towersH
That chime the fleeting quarters and the hoursH
While the bright clouds banked eastward back of themO
Blush in the sunset pink as hawthorn flowersH
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You cannot fail to think as I have doneP
Some of life's ends attained so you be oneP
Who measures life's attainment by the hoursH
That Joy has rescued from oblivionP
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IIA
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Come out into the evening streets The green light lessens in the westB
The city laughs and liveliest her fervid pulse of pleasure beatsQ
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The belfry on Saint Severin strikes eight across the smoking eavesR
Come out under the lights and leavesR
to the Reine Blanche on Saint GermainS
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Now crowded diners fill the floor of brasserie and restaurantB
Shrill voices cry L'Intransigeant and corners echo Paris SportB
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Where rows of tables from the street are screened with shoots of box and bayT
The ragged minstrels sing and play and gather sous from those that eatB
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And old men stand with menu cards inviting passers by to dineU
On the bright terraces that line the Latin Quarter boulevardsV
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But having drunk and eaten well 'tis pleasant then to stroll alongW
And mingle with the merry throng that promenades on Saint MichelX
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Here saunter types of every sort The shoddy jostle with the chicY
Turk and Roumanian and Greek student and officer and sportB
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Slavs with their peasant Christ like headsZ
and courtezans like powdered mothsA2
And peddlers from Algiers with clothsA2
bright hued and stitched with golden threadsZ
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And painters with big serious eyes go rapt in dreams fantastic shapesB2
In corduroys and Spanish capes and locks uncut and flowing tiesC2
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And lovers wander two by two oblivious among the pressD2
And making one of them no less all lovers shall be dear to youE2
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All laughing lips you move among all happy hearts that knowing whatB
Makes life worth while have wasted not the sweet reprieve of being youngF2
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Comment ca va Mon vieux Mon cherF
Friends greet and banter as they passG2
'Tis sweet to see among the mass comrades and lovers everywhereF
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A law that's sane a Love that's free and men of every birth and bloodB
Allied in one great brotherhood of Art and Joy and PovertyB
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The open cafe windows frame loungers at their liqueurs and beerH2
And walking past them one can hear fragments of Tosca and BohemeT
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And in the brilliant lighted door of cinemas the barker callsI2
And lurid posters paint the walls with scenes of Love and crime and warJ2
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But follow past the flaming lights borne onward with the stream of feetB
Where Bullier's further up the street is marvellous on Thursday nightsK2
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Here all Bohemia flocks apace you could not often find elsewhereF
So many happy heads and fair assembled in one time and placeL2
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Under the glare and noise and heat the galaxy of dancing whirlsL2
Smokers with covered heads and girls dressed in the costume of the streetB
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From tables packed around the wall the crowds that drink and frolic thereF
Spin serpentines into the air far out over the reeking hallM2
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That settling where the coils unroll tangle with pink and green and blueE2
The crowds that rag to Hitchy koo and boston to the BarcaroleE2
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Here Mimi ventures at fifteen to make her debut in romanceL2
And join her sisters in the dance and see the life that they have seenN2
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Her hair a tight hat just allows to brush beneath the narrow brimO2
Docked in the model's present whim 'frise' and banged above the browsL2
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Uncorseted her clinging dress with every step and turn betraysL2
In pretty and provoking ways her adolescent lovelinessL2
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As guiding Gaby or Lucile she dances emulating themO
In each disturbing stratagem and each lascivious appealE2
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Each turn a challenge every pose an invitation to competeB
Along the maze of whirling feet the grave eyed little wanton goesL2
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And flaunting all the hue that lies in childish cheeks and nubile waistB
She passes charmingly unchaste illumining ignoble eyesL2
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But now the blood from every heart leaps madder through abounding veinsL2
As first the fascinating strains of El Irresistible startB
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Caught in the spell of pulsing sound impatient elbows lift and yieldB
The scented softnesses they shield to arms that catch and close them roundB
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Surrender swift to be possessed the silken supple forms beneathP2
To all the bliss the measures breathe and all the madness they suggestB
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Crowds congregate and make a ring Four deep they stand and strain to seeL2
The tango in its ecstasy of glowing lives that clasp and clingK
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Lithe limbs relaxed exalted eyes fastened on vacancy they seemQ2
To float upon the perfumed stream of some voluptuous ParadiseL2
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Or rapt in some Arabian Night to rock there cradled and subduedB
In a luxurious lassitude of rhythm and sensual delightB
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And only when the measures cease and terminate the flowing danceL2
They waken from their magic trance and join the cries that clamor BisL2
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Midnight adjourns the festival The couples climb the crowded stairF
And out into the warm night air go singing fragments of the ballE2
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Close folded in desire they pass or stop to drink and talk awhileE2
In the cafes along the mile from Bullier's back to MontparnasseL2
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The Closerie or La Rotonde where smoking under lamplit treesL2
Sit Art's enamored devotees chatting across their 'brune' and 'blonde'B
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Make one of them and come to know sweet Paris not as many doB
Seeing but the folly of the few the froth the tinsel and the showR2
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But taking some white proffered hand that from Earth's barren every dayB
Can lead you by the shortest way into Love's florid fairylandB
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And that divine enchanted life that lurks under Life's common guiseL2
That city of romance that lies within the City's toil and strifeS2
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Shall knocking open to your hands for Love is all its golden keyL2
And one's name murmured tenderly the only magic it demandsL2
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And when all else is gray and void in the vast gulf of memoryL2
Green islands of delight shall be all blessed moments so enjoyedB
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When vaulted with the city skies on its cathedral floors you stoodB
And priest of a bright brotherhood performed the mystic sacrificeL2
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At Love's high altar fit to stand with fire and incense aureoledB
The celebrant in cloth of gold with Spring and Youth on either handB
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IIIA
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Choral SongW
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Have ye gazed on its grandeurT2
Or stood where it standsL2
With opal and amberU2
Adorning the landsL2
And orcharded domesL2
Of the hue of all flowersL2
Sweet melody roamsL2
Through its blossoming bowersL2
Sweet bells usher in from its belfries the train of the honey sweet hourU2
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A city resplendentB
Fulfilled of good thingsL2
On its ramparts are pendentB
The bucklers of kingsL2
Broad banners unfurledB
Are afloat in its airF
The lords of the worldB
Look for harborage thereF
None finds save he comes as a bridegroom having roses and vine in his hairF
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'Tis the city of LoversL2
There many paths meetB
Blessed he above othersL2
With faltering feetB
Who past its proud spiresL2
Intends not nor hearsL2
The noise of its lyresL2
Grow faint in his earsL2
Men reach it through portals of triumph but leave through a postern of tearsL2
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It was thither ambitiousL2
We came for Youth's rightB
When our lips yearned for kissesL2
As moths for the lightB
When our souls cried for LoveI
As for life giving rainS
Wan leaves of the groveV2
Withered grass of the plainS
And our flesh ached for Love flesh beside it with bitter intolerable painS
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Under arbor and trellisL2
Full of flutes full of flowersL2
What mad fortunes befell usL2
What glad orgies were oursL2
In the days of our youthW2
In our festal attireU2
When the sweet flesh was smoothX2
When the swift blood was fireU2
And all Earth paid in orange and purple to pavilion the bed of DesireU2

Alan Seeger



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